(older entries)
August 25, 2002:   Hey, it's August.
Well, it's August... almost September... 2002. That seems just B-I-Z-A-R-R-E to me. Okay, let's try to summarize without causing any ripples in the few circles that I travel in. HOME:   Let's see. The house is fine, the kids are back in school for the 2002-2003 school year, we still don't cut our own lawn and are wasting a ridiculous amount of money per month to have it done (enough that in two months we could buy a great lawn mower), and.. oh yes, the home computer was damaged in some MINOR but so far UNDETECTABLE WAY when I was altering the sector size on the Extended HD Partition and the power at home blinked -- and the UPS failed to protect the computer (grumble mutter grumble gripe). It APPEARS that either the motherboard or the RAM may be damaged. It "works" but every few minutes has a random error that forces it to be reboot. (siiiiigh) WORK:   This weekend marked the END of our OFFICIAL MOVE to our OWN BUILDING. It ends up being about the same distance and drive-time for me, so that's gnarly (closer would be nice, but hey). The new offices are 100% cubicle-ized... and there are "eyes in the sky" to watch over us... and since I have had NO official indoctrination about what is good and bad, I only know HEARSAY that it is going to be a very... Communistic setup. We'll see. The office itself is very "pretty" and even "functional" to a degree. Almost nothing I asked for was done in mine and my employees' areas. The parking is already inadequate for the number of employees we have, it looks like. I'm trying not to be negative about anything related to this move, but unfortunately the way it's been handled has just been too strange. I guess I'll leave it at that. LIFE:   It goes on. The kids are now 13 (Daniella), 12 (Amanda), 11 (Anthony) and 9 (Christopher). I have a teenager, and soon all of them will be in double-digits. (sigh) The phone is used a lot more now by them, but we put a lid on it usually. The YMCA membership is used a bit, though not as much as I'd hoped. It's $47 a month, and I personally am not using it, but the kids do thankfully. I'd like to get the website "done" in-so-much as having all pictures online and expanding the Hobbies section as I had planned to do. We'll see. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
July 26, 2002:   Neglect
Sorry. I've neglected my log (er, 'blog' people are calling them now). My employees achieved a goal of 100+ perfect data sets to a particular client of ours, and I'm keeping my promise of a SUSHI PARTY this weekend. I'm rolling, they're eating, and some co-workers and friends will be attenting as well. Life's Lesson learned recently: There are times when it's good to just have FAITH in someone and trust them blindly -- then there are times when people are so used to talking out of both sides of their mouth that you simply can't tell when the truth is coming out. This is true with Family, Friends, Co-Workers, Employees... anyone. Daniella is now over two inches taller than her mother. I think that's just awesome. She seems to think she's going to end up taller than me (her 6'4" father). Uh, yeah. Amanda is going to party with her grandparents for a week (no Sushi for her!) in two days. Bully for her. Anthony got his needed school "variance" that allows him to go to the "newer" middle school that the girls attend (we're one street away from the school's pickup area). That's cool for him. The band program there is great, thanks especially to Ms. Antony, the director. Christopher is doing fine as well. He's going to be "alone" in school for two years since he's two grades behind Anthony (sobering that thought out is the knowledge that the girls will be in HIGH SCHOOL in TWO YEARS -- YIKES). Jamie's the Employee Of The Month at her job. Apparently she's like this ultimate people-person. Her arthritis is under control using bi-monthly treatments of 'Remicaid' (spelling may vary) and a variety of other drugs. My job is as it has been for a while now. Though I'm in charge of Data Processing, sometimes it feels like the puppet strings are a lot tighter than they really may be -- just as certain things at work are not what they appear to those viewing from the outside. Hearing some skuttle-butt on our move to the "new building" was nice (it's almost always hear-say -- getting facts from someone definitely In-The-Know is nice, on occasion). Kosh is a happy kitty. The girls are apparently getting bunny rabbits. I'm not sure if Jamie's plan is to cook them or raise them. We'll see. Worldcom sucks. So does Galacticomm. Okay, I'm done for now. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
June 6, 2002:   Resumé finally updated
It's always good to have your resumé up to date, and I've finally updated mine here on the website. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
June 3, 2002:   Zoo, Tomatoes, Fun Park, and Barf
ZOO: Went to either the Sanford Zoo or the Central Florida Zoo (I'm not sure which - sings said both, and my receipt says CFZ, so I assume it's the CFZ). SWEET TOMATOES: I have been whining forEVER about getting a Souplantation here in the Orlando/Daytona Beach area, only to discover one has been here for quite a while. SWEET TOMATOES is the same exact restaurant with a new name! Yum! That was some GOOD soup and salad (and chili and spaghetti and bread and muffins and more salad)... It's too bad I was sick later... FUN PARK: Went to a "small" theme park called FUN SPOT in Orlando afterward. Rain almost ruined it after I plopped down $150 for everyone to have fun... BARF: At first I thought I was GETTING OLD at the raging age of 34, but then I realized that I threw up because I was starting to show flu symptoms (in fact I'm writing this from home after taking a sick day from work - sweating to death in bed finally got boring). Okay, that's it for recent events. FRED had another LAN party Saturday, and though the chance of me going was probably low, I couldn't (because of the day's events). Seems like he/they had fun. He posted pictures for all to enjoy. Mark seems to have given up on the Journal at his site but at least other content is changing occasionally. Kids being out of school has been okay so far... XBox, playing outside, raking the yard, doing fun stuff on the weekends, that's pretty much the schedule for the summer this year. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 12, 2002:   Oops
Hmm. My last two entries were listed as "May 16 and 28". I fixed them. Tony = bad... I have been putting together my ideas for the arcade cabinet - I'm building my OWN controller - going to be fun (sort of). Fred has basically finished his cabinet -- kudos to him. We'll be juicing him up with a complete set of MAME ROMs so he has tons of games in it. I took the family to Inlet Harbor Restaurant (I hope I got the name right) in Ponce Inlet, a small town south of Daytona Beach. The food was completely awesome, despite the waiter actually making errors on our orders AND the kids getting cold french fries. I highly recommend it. I am really wanting two creature-comforts for my family in a strong way: Jet ski(s) and a pool I was given something to think about in regards to my "future" recently. It is something both "great and terrible" which will not happen "soon" but if it does, will be interesting none-the-less. I can't be specific in any way/shape/form right now. (sigh) Fortunatly it has no "downside" if I do not "take that path", but the benefits (and burden) could be great... Okay, I just saw the ending of the almost-season-finale of "The Practice" (Sundays at 10pm on ABC, one of the few shows they make worth watching) and, like, wow... that was intense. Three shots, he's down. Okay, I'm done. I'm on one of these Sunday Nights where I'm totally wired, and have nothing to do useful without starting a major project, or going out and spending money on foods stuffs. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
April 28, 2002:   Arcade Cabinet Project is a Go
Fred has been talking off and on about building an arcade cabinet... something I've off-and-on dreamed of doing for a long time (right along with networking my house). I talked to dad about helping me do it, and I think it's now a go. There are a LOT of resources out on the web of people who have done this already to give us good ideas. My ideal cabinet would be six-player... more likely is four-player... simplest is two-player since there are a lot of schematics out there for such a box. We'll see how far I choose to go. That's about it for now. Work takes up the vast majority of my time, especially with a new employee and other issues at hand. Seizure.... *ngk* [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
April 16, 2002:   Couldn't have been more perfect
TV Guide this week (copy dated May 20-26, 2002) has thirty five different covers commemorating 35 years of Star Trek in american pop culture. Inside was a list of the "thirty five greatest moments" in Star Trek history. I read through this list, religiously almost, from number thirty five to number two, without skipping a word, and agreed in most cases with their choices. Then I got to number one. I literally had to wipe tears from my eyes - the scene/episode they chose as the greatest moment in this phenomenon's history was the final 2 minutes of The Next Generation's "All Good Things...", which has always been one of the greatest Trek moments in my mind -- so much so that I have used the final words from that episode as a 'tagline' and/or a quote ever since it first aired: The Captain, who had never joined the rest of the principal crew members for a game of cards before this point, walks into the room where the other six main-stays are sitting, staring at him. He joins them, reflects briefly that he should have done it a long time ago (with a hint of regret for time lost), and says simply "So.... five card stud, nothing wild... and the sky's the limit". If you have ever been drawn into a soap opera or a really good ongoing series of dramatic literature, whether it be in book, movie, comic or audio format, you might get a SMALL sense of what the series as a whole meant to me, and what seeing the END of that series really did to me. Just wanted to share that. If you have never seen the final episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation entitled "All Good Things...", find it and watch it. You may not get the full effect of the emotion if you are not a long-time watcher of the series, but I refuse to believe that anyone could watch this and NOT come away with at least a pang of sadness as the camera pans away overhead as the 'family of characters' sits together for the last time... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
April 5, 2002:   Relatives, Birthdays
My older son, Anthony, turns 11 tomorrow. He got to have an impromptu birthday party at 10pm last night with his visiting grandmother. My wife's mother and grandmother came for a visit last week, but it did not go well. Great grandmother Sacha (to my children) slipped and fell while we were at a local Chinese/Japanese/American buffet. She could not get up. One trip to the hospital later, she ended up staying in the hospital until this morning (over a week!), when she was discharged, and taken directly to the airport to catch a plane back home to Michigan. It was very disturbing to the children. My mother-in-law stayed at our home the whole time. She seemed "out of her element" in some respects - but seemed to enjoy the extended visit as much as was possible, considering her mother was in a local hospital, hundreds of miles from home, unable to walk at first (she *is* ninety years old!). In any case, they're on their way home (should be there by now), and are back in familiar surroundings. Digital Camera: I am now on a vendetta to buy the camera of my dreams, next payday. It's down to $600 on the web ($999 retail). The Sony F707. The cream of the crop. It's mine. Two more weeks. Then I'll start expanding my picture collection by leaps and bounds (and will hopefully get it all back online soon if I get webspace setup somewhere - preferably at home if I ever spend time setting it up. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Mar 9, 2002:   Hit and Run..?
I *think* that my kids and I just half-witnessed a HIT AND RUN at one of our neighbor's houses. We watched as an overweight lady smacked the face repeatedly of the man laying in the street, while others from the same house watched, just a few seconds after a car sped off and a few kids were heard screaming... But the house is one of the two neighbors of my local "Redneck Hater's house", who attacked me and threatened me recently... so I was not sure what to do. Fortunately within less than a minute, a crowd was nearby and the police were called. It's really unfortunate that my basic instinct was suppressed - to run out and try to help the person laying on the ground while the fat lady smacked him around and yelled at him to "get up or else"... very strange situation. Just makes me feel like less of a neighbor for letting the petty attitudes of idiots like the Redneck Hater stop me from helping someone. I almost wish I *were* a redneck so I could open a can of whoop-ass on him... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Feb 26, 2002:   34 years
I'm thirty-four today. I got the following stuff:
Oh, I did put a deposit down on something I have wanted since, oh.. the year 1986. My class ring. I'll have it within six weeks. Cool beans. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Feb 24, 2002:   Movies and so much... less
Bought curtains for the front window today. Curtains are expensive. I don't think I like buying curtains. Bought a shower head addendum that, when turned to the 'on' position, mixes whatever substance you put into the little bottle into the shower. The little bottle leaks. I don't think I like shower head addendums. Bought a $10 snack maker (you stick two pieces of bread and whatever filling in it and then close it, it cooks it and cuts it in half). Used to have one a long time ago. I think I like that. Put the metal grills on my twin woofers in the new minivan so that when the kids or wife are putting stuff in the back, they don't poke a hole in one of the woofers and... anger me. I think I like that. Some people at work are spending several days attempting to get a "set of data" ready for me to process. The job apparently did not go as well as they apparently thought it did (or hoped..?). I don't think I like what may be happening over the next few days at work. Saw the movie "Queen Of The Damned" tonight. It was okay. One of the stars died when it was filming (she was supposedly a high profile singer) and it was painfully obvious that they needed to shoot a lot more film with her to finish the movie properly. I like the movie, sort of. My wife did not. Went to "Amigo's" for dinner on Friday night after Amanda had a solo competition to go to in Sanford. My daughter told them it was my birthday (will be in just a few days) and they gave me a sopa pilla, and a sombrero that I got to keep(!). That was cool. My cat likes the sombrero. I guess that's it. It's 1:15am and I'm wondering if I should go lay in bed and watch TV and try to go to sleep (with absolutely nothing in my body telling me it's time to sleep), or just watch this really dumb episode of Saturday Night Live that's dedicated to sports stars. Some guy is spanking Shaquille O'Neal like he's the guy's son, and Shaquille is laughing. It's obviously high-end humor that I just do not get. Good morning, everyone... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Feb 10, 2002:   Dull
Went to the new Chinese Buffet in town. The largest yet. It's insane how many chinese restaurants are opening up in the Daytona Beach and surrounding areas. Now if only we could get both a Souplantation and a Sizzler here... Went to the parents' house. Fixed mom's computer (her previously installed firewall was halting all internet traffic, especially her coveted ICQ). Fixed my dad's computer ("new" sound card, setup new monitor driver, reinstalled better network card). Both are happy. Went to pickup Jamie at the airport (she spent the last four days in Michigan with relatives celebrating her grandmother's birthday). Tomorrow is work. Yay. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jan 19, 2002:   Sleepy Kids...
Buying the girls digital cameras for Christmas was a good thing...
Oh, look... it's Kosh!
Okay, that filled up ten minutes of my boredom time... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jan 1, 2002:   Happy New Year!
Up-to-date shots of some kids that live in my house: The Mighty Four   The Girls   The Boys   Daniella   Amanda   Anthony   Christopher   (the pictures have been moved to appropriate areas of the website) [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Dec 29, 2001:   2001 is over
It's hard to imagine that HAL has gone crazy and killed his crew orbiting Jupiter, and that in a few years we'll be launching a mission to find out what happened. (if you're lost, buy a copy of 2001: A Space OdysseY and catch-up) The year is over, and we're getting ready to enter Y2k + 2. Wow. Christmas was great. The kids made out like bandits as usual. I'm happy to report that we installed a zip line as I had hoped and the kids are having a BLAST with it. Had to work every day this week (my vacation) via phone thanks to various circumstances. Funnily enough, my father-in-law did as well. We played cell phone tag team every day repeatedly. (rofl) That's about it. I'll be back in 2002 to christen the year with my thoughts and hopes...   Special note:   I had to remove a lot of the pictures from my family site temporarily due to restrictions by this temporary host. It will just push me to get things hosted at home again that much sooner. Stay tuned - the kids pictures are still up, all else is now down until I move Malena.Net back to a home-based server. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Dec 15, 2001:   Merry Christmas
Here is my contribution to the festive season. A GREAT rendition of "Twas The Night Before Christmas"...
'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our place of residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus. Hosiery was meticulously suspended from the forward edge of the wood burning caloric apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose folkloric appellations is the honorific title of St. Nicholas. The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their respective accommodations of repose, were experiencing subconscious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections moving rhythmically through their cerebrums. My conjugal partner and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take slumberous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a cacophony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the precise source thereof. Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance without, reflected as it was on the surface of a recent crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar meridian itself - thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs to behold a miniature airborne runnered conveyance drawn by eight diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our anticipated caller. With his ungulate motive power travelling at what may possibly have been more vertiginous velocity than patriotic alar predators, he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective cognomen - "Now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al. - guiding them to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of the 32 cloven pedal extremities. As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was performing a 180-degree pivot, our distinguished visitant achieved - with utmost celerity and via a downward leap - entry by way of the smoke passage. He was clad entirely in animal pelts soiled by the ebony residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels which had accumulated on the walls thereof. His resemblance to a street vendor I attributed largely to the plethora of assorted playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth receptacle. His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging amiability. The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the subcutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of Albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus avium, or sweet cherry. His amusing sub- and supralabials resembled nothing so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial adornment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of frozen water. Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smoking piece whose grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly. His visage was wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container. He was, in short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multigenarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was groundless. Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the aforementioned appended hosiery with various of the aforementioned articles of merchandise extracted from his aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle. Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about- face, placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking, and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the smoke passage. He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds of burden, and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable chiefly among the seed-bearing portions of a common weed. But I overheard his parting exclamation, audible immediately prior to his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "Ecstatic Yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to that self same assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubriously beneficial and gratifyingly pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."If you read all of that, CONGRATULATIONS. You probably just expanded your vocabulary by about 10%!
Merry Christmas, everyone... and try your best to remember what the season is about. DESPITE all the gift giving, drinking, partying, and silly traditions. What gift did YOU give Jesus today? [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Dec 2, 2001:   Work Level Down... Temporarily
Work levels have gone down just a tad in the past 2 weeks, but a very large client (or at least, a client with some very large jobs) is coming in the second week of December, so we have our work cut out for us right before Christmas(!) I hope Christmas bonuses, if any, are given out before then! (hah, just kidding, I think...) The kids are looking forward to Christmas (duh). I, as usual, really am not. I happen to have a very pragmatic view towards Christmas in America. It's all a joke since very few people REALLY celebrate it for what it's supposed to be, myself included. Jesus is not getting the gifts that will be under my Christmas tree, so why do we claim it's his holiday? Gimme a break. I probably will not get a digital camera in time for Christmas, depending greatly on whether we find nice chairs for our dining room or not (found some at K-Mart [ahem] that the wife wanted to buy, but thankfully they were damaged). Sam's Club had some a few months ago but they're probably gone by now. Chairs are expensive! Geez. Just the in-laws are coming for Christmas now (as opposed to them plus great grandmother, brother-in-law and his wife). I was slightly apprehensive to having so many people in the house at one time (just the clutter, my in-laws are not unwanted rednecks or anything - the hateful neighbor behind our house would have loved that - you reading this you hateful man?). XBox rocks. It's that simple. My mother is talking about getting one now (probably from my hype, and the kids' as well). Halo was awesome (finished it on normal level, starting on the next level, one away from the highest). Fred seems to have given up on his journal. Mark did a few months ago as well. So I, the originator of Journals here in the Daytona Beach (county, probably central Florida) area am still chugging along. This is the third site I've hosted a journal on and though I occasionally draw a blank, I keep going. Yay me. Fred does like to run Lan Parties, though, which if I did not have other things of a personal nature on my mind so much, I'd join them. (Lan Party = bring your computer with your favorite games installed, network with other geeks who have done the same, and play against each other all day/night/weekend). That's about it. Seizure... *ngk* [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Nov 24, 2001:   "The Top Of Daytona" - Don't Eat There!!
(the opinion about to be expressed is my own, and my family's for the most part) DON'T GO TO THE TOP OF DAYTONA RESTAURANT! My goodness, what a nightmare that was! I don't like to make judgements on one visit, but there is no chance I will ever go back to this restaurant (quote, unquote) unless it's for FREE. It is really a throwback from a seventy's Lounge, and as it refers to itself as a casual dining atmosphere, the prices are that of an EXTREMELY EXPENSIVE restaurant. My family ate for almost $90 a couple nights ago, and the portions were insane (i.e., very very small). A buck fifty for a cola or ginger ale (both were *obviously* Winn-Dixie brand drinks) and pardon the big-family mentality, but... no refills either! A buck fifty for 12 ounces of Winn-Dixie soda (I could buy three 2-liter bottles with that). Parties of 5 or more are automatically charged EIGHTEEN PERCENT gratuity. I admit the service was good, but considering there were very few families there (on a Friday night, no less) it had to be good considering the forced tip. It was a joke. An unmitigated joke. A complete waste of close to a hundred dollars. Chinese buffet would have been preferable and would have cost about a third as much. Or an evening at Sapporo, or Don Pablo, or just Chili's! Okay, I'm done. Time to play more Halo on our XBox! [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Nov 4, 2001:   Tablecloths
Okay. You go try to find a table cloth that properly covers a 5' x 5' dining room table! [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Oct 28, 2001:   Christmas, you say?
Well, I haven't been assaulted in the past two weeks (well, being assaulted by multiple clients at work doesn't count...). I've been making plans on what to get the family for Christmas. One item that's pretty much public knowledge to the kids and wife is a digital camera, which I'm tired of waiting for. I keep putting it off because of cost, or because a next-gen camera is going to come out, or whatever. I've set my mind on the camera I now want and will hopefully have it before Thanksgiving. As for other stuff for Christmas itself, I guess that should stay a secret since it's feasible my family will read this. Inlaws are coming to our home for Christmas. Uh oh. And they're all apparently staying IN our home. Uh oh. And we literally have no place to sleep everyone (so we're going to be using the floor). Uh oh. And my bed has already been graciously given away by my wife. Uh oh. X-Box. Gamecube. I think it may end up being a very complicated Christmas this year. When you can't choose... well.... Wonder what Jesus would be like if He were walking the Earth in 2001 instead of 0030... Probably be pressured with television deals and promotional considerations. I wouldn't blame Him if He just turned His head and walked away from us. Fortunately He has more patience and understanding than *I* ever will. I wonder if my redneck-hating neighbor just hates everyone, or just the parents of children who say things he doesn't appreciate? I can't want to run MAME on the X-Box.. .uh... that we will eventually get... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Oct 13, 2001:   Assault ... Not Good
I learned today that I was assaulted by a neighbor. I've never made the differentiation between Assault and Battery until it just happened to me about an hour ago. Apparently the kids of a neighbor and my own kids have come to odds (no sense in giving reasons that will make either my own or the other kids look good or bad - they're all kids - they do dumb things - I know that from MY kids the word "idiot" was used once and the neighbor took offense to it). Recently the neighbor (adult male, presumably the father) has told my kids that they are "rednecks and should go back to wherever they came from", and to never come on his property or anywhere NEAR it again. Today, the children of the man in question started riding their bikes up and down our driveway, while my kids were forced to watch from their second story bedroom windows. I went out the FIRST time and *VERY* POLITELY told them they needed to stay off of our driveway (as they were antagonizing our kids who were watching). They left and came back two minutes later and continued doing it. This time, I told them firmly that they were to stay off of our property. The response of one of the children was to mimic my words back to me, and ride away with an attitude. Since the mother (I'm assuming that's who she is) was within 25 feet of us, and the kids were now at her foot telling her I was YELLING at them, I proceeded to walk over and explain that they were purposely riding on our property after our kids were told to stay away from THEIR property. And no, I -never- yelled at these little tots. Within 1 minute, a male figure came out and started yelling at me, while I continued to ATTEMPT to stay calm. Less than a minute later, the male individual picked up two bats from the back of his truck and threatened me with them (dropping one back into the truck in the process). His "wife" (?) asked him to put it down, but he proceeded to advance on me - I took approximately six steps back and then STOPPED in the middle of the street. By this time, I could feel my heart (I'm not athletic, the only time I want to feel my heart is if I'm running for my life, thank you). He acted as menacing as he possibly could, then made a move to swing his arm (with the bat in it) at me. His wife grabbed the bat and forced it from his hands. I had delusions of grabbing the bat and beating him senseless with it (who knows what would have really happened - he *is* several inches shorter and heavier than I). The part that has me really stumped (and the most mad, actually) is that he is continuously calling my family a "bunch of rednecks from West Virginia". I am assuming that both are meant to be derogatory terms, though I cannot understand for the life of me how being from "West Virginia" is a bad thing (I'm from Los Angeles, California, by the way, born and raised - the only thing I know about West Virginia is that it's mid-way up the east coast of the United States near the Carolinas, I believe..?). So... one phone call later (thank you, Port Orange Police Department) I have filed a report, and will be eligible to petition for a restraining order against him if he makes another threat or assault or 'whatever' against me or my family. Until then, the kids now have to stay off that half of the street per MY ORDERS since I am truthfully FEARFUL for their life and physical well being. I'd post the name and address of this individual so that anyone visiting the Port Orange area can know to stay clear of a truly insane individual, but (a) I don't know his name and (b) I'd probably get in trouble for it somehow. [shrug] Oh well. Wow. What a day. And it's only 2:20pm... I'm really REALLY wishing I had a punching bag today. My adrenaline is just pumping like there's no tomorrow... And on a side note, if I were ever to imagine what an average "redneck" looks like (using a more negative view of one), I'd say he fits the bill. But *me*??? [confusion, annoyance, frustration] [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Oct 07, 2001:   Movies, Family Days, Work
Saw Rush Hour 2 - very funny! It was one of the rare times were I could open up my mouth and laugh loudly several times during a movie. Went to the Port Orange Family Days event this weekend. That was cool as well. Tons of freebies - candy, magnets, posters, plus I bought an Italian cookbook, compiled by the members of the "Order Sons Of Italy In America" (Florida chapter). I've decided I'm going to join this Lodge, as well. Should be cool learning more about "mother Italy" (since my Grandfather, or was it his father, came from Sicily to Ohio) and stuff. Work is going better and better since I took over the Data Processing department. Things are falling into place s-l-o-w-l-y. I'm more concerned about myself than my employees. They're all great in each their own ways. I just want to become their "ultimate resource", their personal walking-talking encyclopedia of knowledge so they can be the best THEY can be, therefore allowing me to be the best I can be by being able to manage instead of being "another employee". Not sure that makes sense - perhaps it does to people who have been "new Managers" in the past. Hmph. Not much else I guess. Later people... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Sep 20, 2001:   NIMDA = Bad
Our company was hit by the Nimda virus. What a nightmare!! We literally lost TWO DAYS of our working-lives to that virus. Servers filling up with bogus email files, each containing another copy of the virus ([snicker] "readme.exe"). Anyway, it's over for now, and things are ALMOST back to normal. Thankfully. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Sep 13, 2001:   Canadians Speak Out For American, Eh?
Even the owner of the company I work for spread word of this article from the "Congressional Record". The article was titled "America: The Good Neighbor".
Germany, Japan and, to a lesser extent, Britain and Italy were lifted out of the debris of war by the Americans who poured in billions of dollars and forgave other billions in debts. None of these countries is today paying even the interest on its remaining debts to the United States. When France was in danger of collapsing in 1956, it was the Americans who propped it up, and their reward was to be insulted and swindled on the streets of Paris. I was there. I saw it. When earthquakes hit distant cities, it is the United States that hurries in to help. This spring, 59 American communities were flattened by tornadoes. Nobody helped. The Marshall Plan and the Truman Policy pumped billions of dollars into discouraged countries. Now newspapers in those countries are writing about the decadent, warmongering Americans. I'd like to see just one of those countries that is gloating over the erosion of the United States dollar build its own airplane. Does any other country in the world have a plane to equal the Boeing Jumbo Jet, the Lockheed Tri-Star, or the Douglas DC10? If so, why don't they fly them? Why do all the International lines except Russia fly American Planes? Why does no other land on earth even consider putting a man or woman on the moon? You talk about Japanese technocracy, and you get radios. You talk about German technocracy, and you get automobiles. You talk about American technocracy, and you find men on the moon - not once, but several times and safely home again. You talk about scandals, and the Americans put theirs right in the store window for everybody to look at. Even their draft-dodgers are not pursued and hounded. They are here on our streets, and most of them, unless they are breaking Canadian laws, are getting American dollars from ma and pa at home to spend here. When the railways of France, Germany and India were breaking down through age, it was the Americans who rebuilt them. When the Pennsylvania Railroad and the New York Central went broke, nobody loaned them an old Both are still broke. I can name you 5000 times when the Americans raced to the help of other people in trouble. Can you name me even one time when someone else raced to the Americans in trouble? I don't think there was outside help even during the San Francisco earthquake. Our neighbors have faced it alone, and I'm one Canadian who is damned tired of hearing them get kicked around. They will come out of this thing with their flag high. And when they do, they are entitled to thumb their nose at the lands that are gloating over their present troubles. I hope Canada is not one of those.
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Sep 11, 2001:   Idiots Killing Thousands Of People
In case you are in a news blackout somehow, today (as of 6:50pm) the World Trade Center (twin towers, both) were destroyed by hijackers who rammed the buildings with the commercial jetliners (full of people and enough fuel to travel all the way across the United States) they stole. Building 7 of the World Trade Center later collapsed as well. Another hijacked plane hits the Pentagon, all but destroying one of the five "legs" of the famous building. Another hijacked plane hits in Pennsylvania, a short distance from Camp David (presumably something went wrong and it did not hit it's mark). Amazing. A very large part of me says, once they've verified who is responsible for this, simply put a price on his head. A *large* price. Let the jackass be hunted by every person on the planet. Dead Or Alive is what the sign should read. Apparently they just shot the pilots dead and took over, stabbed stewardesses -- though one stewardess (possibly) made a cell phone call before she was killed. Also, a New Hampshire control tower states they had a minute of converstaion due to a microphone in a pilot's hand being stuck on in one of the planes as well. It's pretty hard to try and think like a Christian, or even as an "evolved human being" when faced with such stupidity and senseless death. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Sep 06, 2001:   Accepting Donations ... not
Since I am the "father" of journal sites here in the Volusia County, Florida area, I am happy to say that I am NOT jumping on the bandwagon of other sites (who shall *coughMarkcough* remain *coughFredcough* nameless) who are "begging for money" from their site visitors by putting PayPal links on their websites. Geez. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Sep 04, 2001:   Sorry
Haven't updated the pictures much in the last month or so. Sorry. Becoming manager, plus more and more responsibilities associated with the kids, has really eaten into my personal time. Also, I'm trying to buy a car. (note that I am running around screaming, pulling out my hair, while typing that sentence - it's quite a site, actually) [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Aug 27, 2001:   Take My Picture At Your Own Risk
Fred took my picture at work against my express request - I think I will kill him. (for those who may be intellectually challenged, or who may think it's not cool to make such off-the-wall remarks as that above, I do not actually plan on killing Fred - I only plan on maiming him slightly) [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Aug 22, 2001:   Goodbye, Sheridan
Sheridan (our new dog) did not work out. I'm very disturbed about it. That's all I have to say about it at this time. Work is going fairly well so far, in my new role as DP Manager of this major nationwide corporation(!). My former manager is enjoying time off for the majority of her last few days "at the company" (ahem). Lucky wench... Fundamental shifts in the attitude of certain individuals at my company has made life much easier for me. They probably don't know who they are, but the postive waves coming from them is making WORKING at my company MUCH better for me. It actually makes MOST people at the company more at ease, I'm finding. The extra hours do not bug me much (it's 2:32am at the moment, and I'm probably going to go to work in an hour or so just to get ahead on some things - no big deal, I'm finding, when it's "occasionally" - hopefully it will not become a frequent thing). I guess Fred and Amanda broke up. Can't say it surprises me. Doesn't mean much since life still goes on and things change on an almost-daily basis. We'll see. Managing someone remotely, I'm finding, may end up being a challenge. We'll have to see how it works (my former manager hired a gentleman who will be working from home, about 1.5 hours away from work, 3 out of 5 days of the week). [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Aug 15, 2001:   New Responsibilities
Well, Mary Ann (my departmental manager) has turned in her resignation (it's now public and official so I can talk about it), and I was chosen to officially be the Manager of Data Processing. I consider it a *huge* step forward for me. I've spent the past four years working for Cunningham Research, three of those years in Data Processing (the first in the IS Department) learning CAPI programming, data editing and manipulation, writing utilities and templates for everything we do, and now this. It's a big step, with a nice raise to boot, and I am definitely a little nervous, but I have many plans, which will HOPEFULLY come to fruition. I have two stumbling blocks that are "obvious" (plus a lot that are not, I'm sure):
The decisions that are made at my company are... sometimes very *strange*. Who gets what office when we are moving to new digs, where groups of programmers go, why this person (and what the heck does he DO for the company anyway?) gets a huge office to sit in and do.. something.. in. It's very ODD to say the least. Oh well. "The dog" (Sheridan) is working out... so far. He's a nice dog. He's good to kids, wants VERY BADLY to play with Kosh (but the cat is not interested), and overall I couldn't ask for much more. Except that he be smaller (he's a full grown Black Lab). That's it. Later... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Aug 10, 2001:   Dogs, Work and Orbiter
Orbiter Online is back up and running, though not at what could be called 100%. You can logon now, play games, read forums, send (but not receive) internet email, send/receive MajorNET mail, send/receive local email, and many other things. It's currently giving everyone free unlimited access. There is something major happening at work (at least in my circle of influence) but I can't talk about it yet. Impact on me will likely be major, and hopefully POSITIVE in many ways, though it will surely have some negative effects as well. More on this after it actually happens... Well, I gave in this time when Jamie asked to bring home a dog. "Sheridan", the big black Labrador (sp?) is the newest member of the Malena family. Kosh, lord cat of the household, is not happy, therefore Sheridan stays outside, thank you. School starts in 3 days, that's cool. The girls go to a brand new school opening for the first time next week. They'll start in Band as well (still need to find Daniella a Trumpet or Trombone - Amanda already had her Flute as was previously mentioned here). The kids have made a lot of new friends in the new neighborhood, with Steven being the latest. I put the bug light up tonight, though the power cable is just run across the lawn for now. Need to bury it, also need to finish burying a new networking cable that I ran outside the living room window, around the house, to the garage, where Orbiter is now run from. Dad brought a "half cubic yard" of hamburgers (now WHO measures hamburgers like that? My dad, that's who). Mom has a new Camry while Dad got her old one after his car died. Guess that's it. Not exactly exciting, I know. But hey. LIFE is it's own reward, right? (mutter mutter....) [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jul 25, 2001:   Anniversary
Our thirteenth anniversary is coming up next week. Woohoo... I seemed to hit all the right buttons at work today. It was nice to be praised by a *client* as well as getting positive feedback from other clients *and* people at CFS (though the boisterous laughter from my co-workers when a client reported it was a "joy to work with me" wasn't very encouraging). (sigh) Computer area at home is almost done!! (need to claim a corner of the garage for the "assembly and repair" area). Hope to get Mark over soon with his DigCamera to take some pictures of the house and stuff to put up in the Pictures area. The IRS is as screwed up as ever. They spend millions of dollars to mail everyone in the nation and tell them whether or not they're getting this mid-year refund (my social security number allowed us to get ours in the first week, yay)... and THEN, the letters are WRONG for who knows HOW many people. It states "you will get ________ back in the week of _______, 2001." Well, our letter told us we'd get the full "married filing jointly" refund of $600. Not "up to $600" or "about $600" or "as much as $600"... $600, in plain english. Then the check arrived. All $374 of it. Now, I haven't checked my tax return for 2000, but I believe, by the guidelines they've set forth, that the $374 is ACCURATE, but it's quite annoying to receive a letter stating you're getting $600, and then get about 40% less. *sheesh* Attempts to call the IRS at any of the available numbers yields NO live person. Daniella leaves next week to spend some time with her Grandparents. That will be cool... for her, for us, for everyone involved. It's good for the kids to get time AWAY from the OTHER siblings AND from mom and dad. Maybe one day, week, month, mom and dad will get the same chance... (?) "ENTERPRISE", the newest Star Trek series, set appx 100 years before the time of Kirk and Spock, starring Scott Bakula and Jolene Blalock, begins in late September! This show looks like it may actually ROCK quite nicely. I've been dubious about the whole "prequel" thing, but there's a lot more to it. A temporal "cold war" from the future, characters that are new yet apparently won't interfere with the timeline already introduced in the past 35+ years... get more info at TrekWeb (in our Links section). They have the current promo online (I can email it to anyone who wants it as well). Watch for this awesome show. Oh yeah. And Buffy (who died in her season finale on her previous channel) returns in new episodes on UPN this October as well. Life's just good that way... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jul 14, 2001:   NetGear = Good
One (1) NetGear RT314 Router/Switch/Broadband sharing device on sale for $99 = good One (1) NetGear FA311 10/100 ethernet card for home computer for $19 = good One (1) NetGear FA410TXC 10/100 ethernet card for laptop for $34 = good One (1) $15 rebate on laptop card = good One (1) Kensington optical mouse for $19 = good
Getting Orbiter back online SOON = very good We've scrapped the "buy a lawnmower" idea for now. We'll be paying Mark's brother who recently started his own mowing business makes my life simpler, and he's a little cheaper than the last people we were paying. Fred turned 20 today (Happy Birthday, Fredwick). His good friend Amanda threw him a birthday party last night, which was very nice of her. Met Phil's.. friend.. (she seemed very uncomfortable when I referred to her as his girlfriend, so I have no clue what's going on there). Eric (the new head of the IS Department at Cunningham) was present as well. Helping Mark's wife briefly on the phone with a Microsoft Excel document reminds me how much some people see individuals like myself as either "computer gurus" or as "self-righteous pompass asses". It's sort of funny. I enjoy helping people who appreciate the help - the attention is not really what I care about, just the fact that someone can rely on me for something occasionally and say "cool, thanks". I have had the privilidge (that's dripping with sarcasm, BTW) to work on a program this weekend for work. A client with unrealistic expectations needs this by next Friday and the amount of time *I* state is needed is 8 working days... my Manager who is much more conservative calculates approximately 17-18 working days... either way, I received our paperwork at end of day 7/12 (so really 7/13), and they need it by end of day 7/19 so they can test on 7/20. So... five business days (and the first day was mostly lost to pre-existing work). If this were the busy time of year, I would not have a prayer of getting this done, even working over the weekend like I am. Sheesh... This happens less frequently now than it did 2 years ago, thankfully (by far). Jamie seems to be doing nicely with side work sewing things for people, using the Laundramat she works at as a contact point. It helps with gas money and stuff when we're short. Still having to purchase things every paycheck is keeping us on our toes. Still needs chairs for the dining room. Still need to find a way to mount our ceiling fans and lights in the living room and one of the kid's bedrooms (slanted ceilings really screwed up those plans). I guess that's it for now. No digital camera yet so no pictures yet. I may resort to taking real pictures and scanning them just to get some online of the new home. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 30, 2001:   Lawns Really Suck
I never would have imagined that a lawn would need to be mowed more often than every two weeks. I had delusions of not having to mow it but about once a month when I moved in. Now I'm stuck with the prospect of getting a lawn mower and doing it myself (or the kids...). In truth, it might be a good thing for me, since I'm not very active anymore. Work, computers, and (attempting to) put things up at the new home are my major activities anymore. It's mostly sitting. It's mostly boring. I'm becoming a more boring person than I used to know myself to be, and that's pretty bad. This pay period should be the last "poor period" for us. The first mortgage payment was paid and more necessities have been bought. I still want to have an "open house" (right term?) for some friends and co-workers. Sushi and Mexican Food are my ideas. Yumm..... The ceiling fan for the main living area may need to be hung lower than it hangs naturally, so I have to figure out how to get that installed properly. The fan I put into the master bedroom is just too loud. And also bad if you don't have covers on at night (waking up with cold numb legs can't be good). The laziness continues... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 25, 2001:   Fans and Blinds and Other Crud
I am so *over* putting up blinds, it's not even funny. Only one more set to put up for now (till we get two more sets for the entertainment area). Oh, let's not forget the FOUR ceiling fan/light assemblies that I need to install. One goes to the living room, about 16 to 20 feet in the air (how the HECK am I going to do that?). Laziness has set in to a certain extent. Hard to get motivated to do work around the new home. Hewlett-Packard sent the replacement scanner for the one my mother gave me which was broken out of the box. Works like a charm. Still need a digital camera. Eleven and twelve year old girls can be so helpful. And so evil. And so moody. Eight and ten year old boys can just be so... er.. violent. I wonder if Fred's screwed up with Amanda yet? Mark is not updating his journal enough, in my humble opinion... especially since his whole family is able to post to it. GEforce3 video cards look pretty sweet. Only about $350 currently   (sigh) I guess that's it. I could talk about work, but... I'm trying to stay positive today. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 20, 2001:   Site Update
I found a few pictures missing that I have uploaded. The "OTHER" section has SOME of the pictures online. The temporary webserver I'm using (FreeServers.Com, owners of the Ad Banner at the bottom of this page) limit me to 20 megabytes of storage. Soon I should have everything moved home to my broadband connection. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 10, 2001:   Vacation's over
Well, I spent the majority of my vacation semi-sick, but we're moved in, we've got most of the house setup, and we have most of the things we need.
Still needed: Mom gave me a scanner that she got in a bundle deal with an inkjet printer. It was broken out of the box, so 1.5 hours later on the phone, local and long distance, I have a brand new one being shipped from Hewlett Packard (ScanJet 4200Cse - cool scanner - we use one at work). I still need a digital camera badly. I keep all pictures digitized now, many of which are on this website, but I don't want to chintz on the camera, so it will be a while probably. Mystery Men is on right now - very funny movie, could have been better though. Jamie hired a lawn service from a person who does laundry during the week at her laundramat. Once a month for now (I hope). I'm already paying a mortgage payment almost three times what I was paying for rent a year ago. The kids have a couple new friends in the neighborhood, and have all new terrain to ride their bikes in. I've heard tale of a dirt pathway to who-knows-where, and the trampoline next door, and other things. Cable modem does rock. Still miss my xDSL, but cable will work just fine, thank you. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 05, 2001:   Closing plus 4 and counting
Okay, so now we're homeowners. "Woohoo!" Er, yeah... Curtains to buy (or make, if my wife has her way), area rugs, bug light, fans, and of course I took a VACATION WEEK to handle this stuff. Not the brightest idea I've had. My brain tells me that I should be relaxing, eating out, going to movies, maybe a waterpark, but my sense of responsibility is forcing me to (grudgingly, slowly) "take care of business" at "home". I own a home. Sheesh... Babylon 5 reruns on the SciFi channel rock. Cable modem access rocks also (finally!). I miss my DSL, but Cable modem is quite nice (burst speeds far higher than DSL, but not consistent of course). Curtains are probably the biggest problem at the new home right now. Living room, main dining/foyer area, and my own bedroom (vertical blinds for in there, I think, since it's a sliding glass door). I'd like to post pictures of the new home but it may be a while. The digital camera I had access to at work was lost, and I don't have the funds to buy the kind I want (800-900 dollars). Lots of kids in the neighborhood, and ours seem to be making a few friends, thankfully. With the girls going into sixth grade, life is going to get more and more interesting around here. Ugh. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Jun 01, 2001:   Eleven hours and counting (CLOSING DAY)
It's 1:00am. I'm not tired. Have been updating this website (more pictures, and the Links page is now up with many fine sites you can visit). Also updated my online resume with a link to my BrainBench Certifications. I'm going to own a home in eleven hours. Ouch. Three bedrooms, three baths, humongous ceiling, 2 car garage, a master bathroom the size of both kids bedrooms combined complete with whirlpool bathtub and 2 sinks, huge yard, beautiful neighborhood. It hasn't really sunk in yet. I'm not "overly excited". The wife is, of course. She's done 95% of the packing by herself. So that's that. I'm going to go lay in bed and see if sleep will visit me this morning before I leave for work. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 30, 2001:   "Your loan is done" (2 days left...)
I can't get the word "approved" out of anybody's lips, but our loan is "done" according to the processor. So this Friday, either at 10am or at 6pm (depending on the current owner's availability I guess), we sign our life away for 30 years. Fun. On a side note, I find it fascinating that our current landlord decided to IGNORE three requests in writing by the Bank to verify our rental history. A rental history to which he could ONLY legally reply "yes, Mr. Malena paid his rent *early* every month he lived here". Then there's the previous apartment we lived in for nine years. The owners are... uh... nowhere to be found, and the new owners can't supply any proof that we ever lived there. But hey, the heck with them both. We didn't need them. Hah! Work's been pretty intense this week. A lot of small to medium jobs, with a variety of clients wanting my time and attention. Especially a group of five women from the north who are more anal than I am (part compliment, part observation). Sending me emails, and then calling 10 minutes later to literally read me the email over the phone and discuss it. (sigh) Next week I have off for vacation. "Vacation" will be setting up the new home, building the kids' Day Beds and Trundle Bed addons (nifty stuff, it's just like an ambulance gurnee!). New L-shaped couch with a fold-away full-size bed, two recliners built into it, and a phone in the console of the couch. Ashley Furniture on Nova Road - cool place. A pulley on my car apparently flew off sometime in the last few weeks. It is a necessary part for the air conditioning to work, though it just sits there and spins. So now that summer is here, yes, wonderful, I need to find and install this stinking pulley. Jamie is getting a bit of sewing business, including an 8-dress bride's maids job that needs to be done in about 3 months. She seems to be enjoying that. The kids are trying to cope with the house being all packed into boxes, and not being able to do much until we move. But they look forward to the new school that was just built (which the girls will go to). Plus they get to go to school a couple miles from where John Travolta sometimes lives. (yay) Okay, I'm done rambling, it's almost midnight so really we're just about down to one day... stay tuned. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 28, 2001:   Mr. Anderson...?   (4 days left...)
Okay. When your Mortgage Processor / Officer / whatever their title is, starts calling you by somebody else's name, should you be concerned?! [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 25, 2001:   Can we move yet?   Can we move yet?   (7 days left...)
Okay, I'm getting tired of hearing that "now we need to get THIS and verify THAT" every 3-5 days. Each time I think 'the last hurdle has been cleared', I hear that we need to get something ELSE, something that I already understood to be "no problem". It seems like JUNE 1st is a year away (the scheduled day of closing on our Mortgage for the new home - originally set for May 31st).
"Where'd you get this money?" House, we're coming. Really we are. Kids are out of school. We are now the proud parents of two 6th graders, one 5th grader and one 3rd grader. Plus Kosh, our Vorlon cat. And who knows... maybe a Prairie Dog in the future? Or a ferret again? I'm getting tired of not having everything I am used to around the house - it's all in boxes, people! The wife and kids went nuts packing stuff for the last several weeks. Orbiter Online should be back on the internet when we move. That will be nice, and will make our few remaining users happy. I hope to rebuild the userbase. Guess that's it for now. Prediction: Fred and Amanda are going to have a long, decent, possibly even 'good' relationship... if Fred doesn't do anything stoo-pid, that is. You hear me Fred? [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 13, 2001:   Happy Mother's Day, et al   (18 days left...)
Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there. MOST of the pictures for my archive are online now. The Pictures page is clearly marked as to what is not up yet ("thumbnails" are up for everything, though). Still sitting around waiting to hear about the Mortgage we applied for to get this house we want. All looks good... but... I *hate* waiting... and not knowing for SURE. I'm anxiously awaiting this move, so I will have Broadband access back (for the non-technically minded: broadband = really fast internet connection). I'll likely host this page and my other websites at home then, along with getting Orbiter back up. Four children can be a.. uh.. blessing sometimes. Other times... well, it's challenging.
28.8 internet = Bad
Eggplant = Bad
Daughter gambling at school = Bad Life goes on. [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 05, 2001:   Inspection done   (26 days left...)
We had a gentleman perform a home inspection on the house we're buying today. Came out fine. Little tiny things in a couple of places. The house is great. I eyeballed the 'backyard' for a pool, and the room is definitely there. It also sounds like the homeowner's association would not be a problem either. We're looking at getting daybeds for the kids, with a "trumble bed" addon. The second bed rolls under the daybed, and then collapses and telescopes just like an Ambulance's gurney does. Nift. Work is fine. The standard daily emergencies, the standard depleted schedule jobs, the typical demands to do things in an untimely manner, and the typical frustration that you are not appreciated for the things you do for the company. I have come to accept that "continued employment" is the appreciation that is shown for your efforts. Life goes on... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
May 03, 2001:   And now... a new home!
We're now in the "final 30 days" of the closing for our new home! We're moving into our *own* home finally - not somebody else's rental, not an apartment... a 3 bedroom, 2.5 bath, 2 story house, 2 car garage, den... all ours. Gnarly! Getting all the paperwork together has been... tedious, to say the least, I must say. We have basically "no credit" because we've operated on a cash-only basis for so many years. In fact, our credit only had a few minor delinquencies for some medical bills (associated with two separate accidents that insurance was supposed to handle). So we "establish credit" by providing our UTILITY BILL HISTORY. Go figure. Time-Warner has already upgraded the neighborhood we're moving into with RoadRunner cablemodem service, so I'll finally be back up on a worthy internet connection - as well as being able to get Orbiter Online back on the Internet. Cool beans. Needless to say, I'm pretty stoked. Heh... [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ]
Apr 22, 2001:   A new journal... a new beginning.
WELCOME to the inaugural entry in my family's online journal! I started a rather unexpected trend with my first online journal on another website, and so I have decided to bring that concept here to Malena.Net. A quick plug for two friends who had the ambition and fortitude to put up their own journals as well:
Kudos to both of them for opening up their inner thoughts and lives to the public. It has been quite liberating for me in it's previous incarnation, and I hope for it to be just as revealing and entertaining here at Malena.Net as well! [ send your comments ]     [ close this entry ] |