Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts
3.02.2008
the key(s)
You gotta love stupidity. I rented a car today. They gave me two keys, which was really nice in case I accidentally lock one in the car or want to share one with a friend. Funny thing, though - THEY'RE CABLED TOGETHER! (Literally - with a tiny metal cable.)
10.31.2007
Failed Hero
This fall, my wife and I took our 3 boys to my grandparents' farm. We had a blast riding around with Uncle Dave in a brand new combine with all the amenities - including GPS that conveys moment by moment yield for every yard of every field. Very cool.
Anyway, after our combining adventure, we took the boys on a Gator rider around the farm. One of our first stops was the old swing. My brothers and I grew up swinging from the very same branch 30 feet up an old oak tree. It is such a big swing, my four year old was having second thoughts. Like any good parents, we decided to talk him into it. "Here. Mommy will go first. It's fun!"
With the first slight push to get her moving, there was a funny crackling sound from high above. A couple seconds later, a LARGE (4.5 foot X 12 inch round) branch crashed to the ground grazing Jody's head leaving her a nasty gash. Honestly, I'm not sure what would have happened if it had hit her square on the head.
Everybody likes to imagine that, given the opportunity, we would step up in a dangerous situation and be a heroes. I had one of those opportunities. Believe me when I tell you that it came and went really fast. So fast, in fact, that I never even flinched... Sound, slight confusion, BOOM!
Fortunately, nothing bad resulted. But, I can't escape the thought that I COULD have saved her. I could have had a sacrificial and heroic moment. I failed. I am humbled even as I recount our day at the great swing. Perhaps next time, my ears will be more responsive at the first crackle of danger and I can amend this blog to "Hero at Last."
Anyway, after our combining adventure, we took the boys on a Gator rider around the farm. One of our first stops was the old swing. My brothers and I grew up swinging from the very same branch 30 feet up an old oak tree. It is such a big swing, my four year old was having second thoughts. Like any good parents, we decided to talk him into it. "Here. Mommy will go first. It's fun!"
With the first slight push to get her moving, there was a funny crackling sound from high above. A couple seconds later, a LARGE (4.5 foot X 12 inch round) branch crashed to the ground grazing Jody's head leaving her a nasty gash. Honestly, I'm not sure what would have happened if it had hit her square on the head.
Everybody likes to imagine that, given the opportunity, we would step up in a dangerous situation and be a heroes. I had one of those opportunities. Believe me when I tell you that it came and went really fast. So fast, in fact, that I never even flinched... Sound, slight confusion, BOOM!Fortunately, nothing bad resulted. But, I can't escape the thought that I COULD have saved her. I could have had a sacrificial and heroic moment. I failed. I am humbled even as I recount our day at the great swing. Perhaps next time, my ears will be more responsive at the first crackle of danger and I can amend this blog to "Hero at Last."
10.09.2007
The Multitasking Whiner
As I Did you know sit here that multitasking now, I am bored out of my mind. I am "stuck in a is a fallacy. The moment and I can't get out of human brain it". We doesn't work that way. Smart all have doctors with brain to do scanning tools have proven things that we deem to be an incredible it. It actually gums waste of time. It's part of growing up, up the system. being a responsible adult, blah, up the system. blah, up the system. blah.
When we My change current predicament is a night tasks, our brains class lecture. Tick...tick...tasks, our brains tick goes the clock, yet the hands fail to take 15 minutes to advance. So, now I'm wasting your time as well. reboot.
When we My change current predicament is a night tasks, our brains class lecture. Tick...tick...tasks, our brains tick goes the clock, yet the hands fail to take 15 minutes to advance. So, now I'm wasting your time as well. reboot.
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