QUOTE (samuraijack @ Mar 23 2006, 10:22 AM)

Hey! Youre Back!
( I read your article in the local paper. Nice job!)
The trauma is
here...But Brainchild was nice enough to offer some new fresnels for my birthday. Naturally it took me until a few weeks ago to actually order them. My birthday by the way is December 10th.....hmmm
Did I mention I like to procrastinate? No? Well I will tell you about it later...
Im hoping to replace them this weekend, but I really want to put the pro in too. If I was more motivated, I would do it tonight, but we have Top Level visitors from Washington here today, so Im spending my day in a tie and smiling and answering dopey questions...
SJ
DOH! Silly me - all this while I was under the false impression that I had read your entire plog. I guess I'm just going to have to have another go at it and keep notes of where I left off so I don't miss anything this time.
I was afraid that your NEWEST fresnels had run afoul of some acetone!

I've had some very nasty experiences with clear plastics and acetone and boy was I scared when I read that description above. Thank goodness it was just me being "
THE FOOL".
I stayed home the past two days with a vile cold. Feeling somewhat human again - errrr - at least as close as I get these days. Bonus - I got to work on my lightgate between coughing fits and Tylenol ingestions.
Can you tell I'm feeling chatty just now? And what better place to allow my fingers to dance away on my QWERTY than right here in SJ's mega-plog.

I shall never regret my high school Typing I and Typing II classes with Mr. Burris while sitting BEHIND

Roslyn Chambers.

(Is my wife watching?!?!?)
Tuesday I basically slept ALL day. My wife and just-turned-4-years-old-son co-decided that he had a fever and should stay home sick with Daddy.

Bless his tiny little heart he was good as gold and allowed me to sleep - well, rest - with almost no interruption and even snuggled up with me every now and then. I only wanted to throttle him during the last 30 minutes or so of the day when his Mom was only roughly 2 hours later getting home than usual.

(He comes by any of his faults honestly.)
As for that article - you've got way too much time on your hands if you're doing Durachko Googles.
I agreed to an e-interview with a reporter from our campus paper and submitted a few dozen lines of craftily-worded, somewhat overblown tripe via email. My co-workers and I then placed bets as to which of the quotes would make it to print. It's all fun. There is some debate as to who won the contest since they hackneyed some of my quotes. Damn journalists! :angry: