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Official Margie Shout-Out Thread

I’m off, as of Monday afternoon, on a long business trip — a big “Key Managers Meeting” for IT out in California, complete with evening events and long daytime…

I’m off, as of Monday afternoon, on a long business trip — a big “Key Managers Meeting” for IT out in California, complete with evening events and long daytime sessions.  Returning home Thursday afternoon, so expect the whole blogging bit to be a scosh quiet(er than usual).  Especially since airblogging.com seems to be perpetually down and so I can’t craftily send pics of my coffee cup during the long meetings …

That all being said, Margie’s playing Single Parent for most of the week, so consider this post the official “Send Margie Some Love (or Witty Repartee)” thread for the week.  I greatly appreciate all y’all keeping her entertained.

Potpourri

I’m not particularly thrilled with China’s human rights record, to say the last, and there’s certainly a degree of “show trial for the world” in this news — but…

  1. I’m not particularly thrilled with China’s human rights record, to say the last, and there’s certainly a degree of “show trial for the world” in this news — but I must confess to a certain degree of admiration for the PRC  sentencing their former FDA (equivalent) director to death for recent scandals in food and drug adulteration — which has been worse in China than in the exports that have made the news over here.  It does make one wonder whether there would be a “deterrence effect” for American officials if faced with similar possibilities.  (via DOF)
  2. Oh, my.  The Mach 5 for the pending live-action Wachowski Bros. Speed Racer movie.  Be still my heart … (via BD)

  3. Has the Miss Universe competition gone post-colonial?
  4. Speaking of which — 500 years of women’s portraiture in Western Art. Gorgeous. (via Ginny)
  5. Maybe it’s just as well that I didn’t have a blog back when Margie and I got married.  The sorts of things that a number of these “wed sites” do are … a bizarre combination of tackiness and exhibitionism that exceed even the usual standards of the blogosphere.  It’s Jerry Springer with hearts and cherubs and streaming video.  Mercifully, Doyce and Kate seem to have a lot more taste than that.
  6. For those who believe in the literal inerrancy of the Bible, and so pooh-pooh things like evil-ution and the Big Bang and similar anti-God so-called-“science” … do you really believe the universe looks like this?  Or do you “pick and choose” your biblical metaphors?
  7. Some common Japanese phrases — phonetically rendered, unfortunately, but still useful.
  8. Book burning — it’s not just for fanatical ideologues any more.  Is the used book market that bad?  I guess so. (via Avo)
  9. Synonyms for drinking/being drunk.

 

Prom Night

We ate at Macaroni Grill on Saturday night — and clearly it was Prom season, as multiple tables were occupied by young ladies in beautiful, fashionable dresses, and young gentlemen…

We ate at Macaroni Grill on Saturday night — and clearly it was Prom season, as multiple tables were occupied by young ladies in beautiful, fashionable dresses, and young gentlemen looking uncomfortable in tuxes (both classic and I-guess-the-80s-are-back styles).

It was mildly nostalgic in that way that makes me glad I am not involved in high school romantic angst, but instead was having a yummy dinner with my lovely wife and most excellent daughter (the three of us drawing huge space war scenes on paper table cloth, complete with giant monsters, carnivorous plants, shield generators, and earth-boring drills).

Laps of Luxury

My family.  Gotta love ’em….

My family.  Gotta love ’em.

Potpourri, Monday Edition

Download YouTube videos to your PC (in case you’re afraid a particular video going to get a takedown notice). God’s Holiester-than-Thou Congresscritters.  At least they seem to think so. …

  1. Download YouTube videos to your PC (in case you’re afraid a particular video going to get a takedown notice).
  2. God’s Holiester-than-Thou Congresscritters.  At least they seem to think so.  Wow, Colorado is “blessed” with two in the Top Ten!
  3. RIP Wally Schirra — the only man to fly in Mercury, Gemini, and Apollo spacecraft. 
  4. Holy moley!  A 1-foot wide chicken-eating spider!  Yikes!
  5. Birth of a Parrot.  One of those “So Homely It’s Cute” sort of critters.
  6. A kitchen of the future (1999), as of 1967.  I just wanna know what’s in that flower she keeps sniffing …
  7. The origin of Hitler’s moustache.
  8. The Eight Deadly Sins of E-Mail.  Yeah … but you know most of us have done most of ’em at one time or another …
  9. Why do multiple choice tests suck?  Because there are usually multiple answers.  And, of course, in a standardized test setting, you can’t argue, seek clarification, or even get feedback as to what the desired result was. 
  10. Spouses really do tend to die soon after one another.

Old haunts

I’m staying at the Pasadena Hilton on this trip, a location that carries a heavy thicket of old memories for me.  Not the Hilton itself, but the nearby streets. When…

I’m staying at the Pasadena Hilton on this trip, a location that carries a heavy thicket of old memories for me.  Not the Hilton itself, but the nearby streets.

When I lived in SoCal, our office used to be over on Lake Ave., just a seven or eight block walk down Cordova to where the Hilton is.  I was a big Walker at Lunchtime even then, and that particular route was not uncommon, shaded by lots of trees in the Playhouse neighborhood and west, a nice space to walk and read and ponder about my life.   

Margie’s office was just north of the Hilton, and, even before we were romantically involved, we’d sometimes get together for lunch 

Those sidewalks and buildings are all riddled with memories from a dozen years ago and before — a lot of them good, some not so much.  That particular house.  That street crossing.  That store.  The big Christian Science reading room.  That tree.  That stretch of sidewalk.  It’s always evocative coming back to visit, whether I get out on foot or just drive past those spots on the way to the office from the hotel.

Slip-slidin’ away

IRS tax records lost on laptops?  SOP. Credit card information obtained by hackers?  Been-there, done-that. Names and addresses of folks who bought or requested free samples of sex lubricant inadvertently posted online…

IRS tax records lost on laptops?  SOP.

Credit card information obtained by hackers?  Been-there, done-that.

Names and addresses of folks who bought or requested free samples of sex lubricant inadvertently posted online and indexed by Google?  Priceless.

BioFilm, a privately-held California company specializing in sexual lubricants, exposed customer data files dating from 2003 to 2007 to Google’s search engine in early April.  Google then indexed the pages and made local cache copies.  A search on an individual’s name now reveals that person’s home address and the product they requested or ordered.

AstroGlide, a once niche product that is now stocked by major drugstore chains and Walgreens, took down its free sample page on Monday (cached copy).  The page promised users that “All information will be used for mailing purposes only and will not be distributed to any outside organizations. Except maybe the paramedics if your free trial gets out of hand.”

[…] The files indexed by Google contain a total of 263,822 listings, each of which included a name and mailing addresses.  No financial information was exposed. A random sampling included privacy conscious entries such as Current Resident and clearly fake entries for President George W. Bush and former Republican Senator Rick Santorum.  Possibly less humorous are the tens of thousands of entries from people who used their real names. These included included doctors, programmers, students and a vice chancellor for a prestigious American university.

The vice-chancellor reached by phone said he wasn’t particularly disturbed by the disclosure. “Obviously I would be disappointed [by the company breaking its privacy policy], but I’m not worried about that information getting out.  I think I just gave them my name, address and phone number.  I can see how other people would be concerned about it, though.”

Of course, objectively, there’s nothing wrong with ordering or owning something like AstroGlide.  Still, in our Puritanical American culture, I’m sure there’s room for some folks to be highly embarrassed — besides, of course, the IT folks at BioFilm, the product’s manufacturer.

Better than chocolate? Evidently not.

Chocolate is more stimulating than kissing.  Or so some goofy scientists say. Six heterosexual couples in established romantic relationships took part in the study at Middlesex University. Each was fitted…

Chocolate is more stimulating than kissing.  Or so some goofy scientists say.

Six heterosexual couples in established romantic relationships took part in the study at Middlesex University. Each was fitted with monitors that recorded their heart rates, and sensors were attached to their scalps to record electrical activity in the brain.

Each was then given a bar of plain chocolate and asked to break off a piece and allow it to slowly melt in their mouth. The couple were then asked to kiss one another.

The study found that, at the point chocolate melts in the mouth, all regions of the brain receive a boost far more intense and longer-lasting than that felt when kissing. Chocolate also made the heart beat faster and for longer than kissing.

Dr Lewis, who runs a private research company called The Mind Lab, added: “There is no doubt that chocolate beats kissing hands-down when it comes to providing a long-lasting body and brain buzz.”

 They haven’t kissed Margie.  That’s all I have to say.

(via Spluch)

Weekend in Review – Murder, Resurrection, Relaxation

Aside from the constant backdrop of phone calls related to the work crisis, it was a pretty fine weekend. Saturday was some quick clean-up, then folks over for a Murder…

Aside from the constant backdrop of phone calls related to the work crisis, it was a pretty fine weekend.

Saturday was some quick clean-up, then folks over for a Murder Mystery written by De (and in beta test),   Fun times with Jackie, Randy, Stan, Lee, De, Margie and Myself caught up in murder, espionage, and angry goddesses in the Hawaiian Isles.  The gathering doubled as our Easter get-together, which made for an odd blend of Easter decor and the results of a quick trip to the party store for Hawaii/Luau accents.

Good time, good food, good fun. 

Sunday ought to have been a day of Much Useful Chore Stuff.  Instead, we kinda-sorta slacked off (after church and brunch, natch), playing a bit of CoH, watching The Incredibles with Kitten, watching our wedding video (hee!), and enjoying a truly faboo steak dinner cooked up by my lovely wife.

Insert an unexpected snow, the unexpected job phonecons, and it was still a memorable and pleasant way to pass a weekend. 

Anniversary

Twelve years. And I remain deliriously happy. Who could ask for anything more? Marriage is a lot like life, only with more fun parts …. The only secret is…

Dave & Margie, 1995

Twelve years. And I remain deliriously happy. Who could ask for anything more?

Marriage is a lot like life, only with more fun parts …. The only secret is showing up every day with an open heart.
     — Jon Carroll

Thank you, my love.

Call Mr. Mom, that’s the name, that name again is Mr. Mom

Well, got up way-too-early-for-a-Sunday and took Margie to the airport.  *sigh*  I know she puts up with it all the time with my travel, but I already miss her.  I’m…

Well, got up way-too-early-for-a-Sunday and took Margie to the airport.  *sigh*  I know she puts up with it all the time with my travel, but I already miss her.  I’m sure that Katherine and I will get through our little solo “adventure” for a few days — though Katherine opined yesterday, “I’m a little concerned about surviving all the jokes.”  🙂

Grats!

Doyce and Kate and glee!…

Doyce and Kate and glee!

Weekendish in Review

Friday: I’m not sure what I did on Friday. Worked some. Played some in the afternoon and evening. Went to sleep. Saturday: Saturday was Busy Errands Day, prepping for both…

Friday: I’m not sure what I did on Friday. Worked some. Played some in the afternoon and evening. Went to sleep.

Saturday: Saturday was Busy Errands Day, prepping for both the evening (Hungry Flock) and the Sunday (Fondue). Did some cleaning and straightening, including starting off with (gads) taking down the Christmas stuff. Yeah, I know. Bought some wine, bought some food, picked up some meds, all the usual running-around bits.

The evening was Hungry Flock (progressive dinner party thang from our church) over at Sarah’s. Jackie was kind enough to offer to babysit Katherine, which gave us our first look at her new place post-move-in (and feel guilty about how holiday timing and the like meant we’d done diddly-squat to actually help with said move). Jackie comments on sitting for Katherine.

Dinner was nice, though it was a small group (and a very big dog — a long-legged St Bernard whose back came to my waist). Rescued the daughter (or Jackie, take your pick) and headed home.

Sunday: Went to church, and incidentally chatted with Fr Craig about the big article. Did some more cleaning at home. Then … fondue! with Jackie, Randy, and Stan.

Monday: Worked from home, due to both Katherine’s school and her daycare at the school being closed for the holiday. Work was moderately productive (I didn’t fall any further behind), and toward the end of the day, Kitten and I baked cookies.

Doyce and Kate and KK came over for pizza and chit-chat, which was quite nice.

A pleasant rest-of-the-evening with Margie (my favorite company, though we have plenty of spiffy people over to visit), and then blessed sleep until the alarm went off.

Days gone by …

Our company is about to lockdown workstations from using PST (offline storage) files for e-mail — block them from being created or read by our Exchange setup. So anything we…

Our company is about to lockdown workstations from using PST (offline storage) files for e-mail — block them from being created or read by our Exchange setup. So anything we want to save, we need to pull down to individual message files.

Which has me looking at stuff dating back to ’94-95, which is when the company really started using e-mail (or I did) and we had Internet access and I moved to Denver and started up a new job function here and I got married and

A few random thoughts …

  1. Gads, I was a romantic devil. Or, at least, I’m glad I have all those romantic e-mails I exchanged with Margie while I was here and she was back there. Oh, you poor text-messaging devils and your lack of paper trail.
  2. Wow. Requests for “getting on the Internet” and the special software that had to be installed on PCs (one package to get them an IP address, the other — Netscape!).
  3. Lots of names I’d forgotten. Lots of events, too, personal and professional.

For Better and for Verse

Had a very fine evening with Margie. After Kitten was tucked to bed, she cooked up a yuimmy pepper steak and sauteed mushrooms dinner, while I read her love poetry….

Had a very fine evening with Margie. After Kitten was tucked to bed, she cooked up a yuimmy pepper steak and sauteed mushrooms dinner, while I read her love poetry. Then a snuggle up on the couch watching The Vicar of Dibley.

A very fine evening.

Happy Valentine’s Day, my love

Words (of which I know a few) cannot express how deeply I love my wife. I only hope my actions are up to the job, every day….

Words (of which I know a few) cannot express how deeply I love my wife. I only hope my actions are up to the job, every day.

A brief romantic interlude by Instant Message

3:49 PM Margie: kiss kiss me: Doing PowerPoint presentation on the projector right now, kiss! 3:52 PM Margie: 😮 3:53 PM me: NP … everyone is quite amused. It…

3:49 PM Margie: kiss kiss
me: Doing PowerPoint presentation on the projector right now, kiss!
3:52 PM Margie: 😮
3:53 PM me: NP … everyone is quite amused.

It was … chuckleworthy.

Gallloping Goose!

I was jazzed to see an article in BoingBoing about the Galloping Goose — nickname for a group of hybrid auto/truck-based locomotive “engines” used for various utility purposes by…

I was jazzed to see an article in BoingBoing about the Galloping Goose — nickname for a group of hybrid auto/truck-based locomotive “engines” used for various utility purposes by the Rio Grande and Southern Railroad.

Jazzed, in this case, because they have one at the Colorado Railroad Museum — and back in ’96, Mary took this pic of the two of us in front of it. It’s one of my favorite photos of the two of us from those newlywed years.

What’s in a name?

Certainly there’s a long tradition of wives taking their husbands’ last names, and a growing tradition of wives keeping their birth names. A couple in California found out that bucking…

Certainly there’s a long tradition of wives taking their husbands’ last names, and a growing tradition of wives keeping their birth names. A couple in California found out that bucking tradition in a straightforward fashion was going to be costly.

A couple of years later, when Buday, 29, proposed marriage whileon a backpacking trip, Bijon reminded him about their previous conversation. “I said, ‘Remember we talked about names? Are you really going to take my last name?'”

 

Buday, unfazed, said yes. “It was,” he said, “not a big deal.”

 

Not until he actually tried to take his fiancee’s last name.

 

On the marriage license application, which now costs $70 to file in L.A. County, Bijon could simply fill in her last name or her soon-to-be husband’s last name.

 

But if Buday wanted to become a Bijon, he would have to get an order of the court to do so — and not before he had filed a petition, paid $320, advertised public notice of his intention to change his name for four weeks in a local newspaper and then appeared before a judge.

 

“It strikes both of us — especially me — that this is not on equal ground,” said Buday, now married to Bijon for more than a year but reduced to still using his, well, maiden name. “This is about gender equality.”

Which is what the ACLU thought.

This isn’t just a California thing:

Only six states recognize a statutory right for men to take their wives’ last name. They are: Georgia, Hawaii, Iowa, Massachusetts, New York, and North Dakota. No data exists on how common the practice is.

In recent years, many couples have chosen to combine their last names or take hyphenated names. For instance, Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa was born Antonio Villar, and his wife Corina Raigosa. They combined their names when they were married in 1987. The six states that allow men to take their wives’ last name on the marriage application also allow couples to combine their last names (with a hyphen or without).

In other words, California (et al.) take any sort of name change at marriage time to be the same as a name change at any other time, requiring certain processes and safeguards to protect from fraud, etc. Except if it’s the wife taking the husband’s name, in which case, well, fine, that’s a freebie.

Yeah, that’s not right. As we are not in a society that can assume that wives will take their husbands’ names (even if most of them do), it does need to be handled equitably. Either everyone gets a pass for a “life event” like that, or nobody does.

I never felt any great compulsion for Margie to take my family name — if she had, that would have been fine (and simpler in some ways), but I didn’t take it as an affront that she didn’t (and neither did my family, so far as I know). She goes by either last name, socially — and, heck, I’ve been called David Kleerup more than once.

For those folks who want to do the name changing thing, more power to them — it’s an increasing hassle in this era of databases and such to make sure it happens everywhere, but it also makes life simpler in the long run. And for some folks it is a statement of solidarity and commitment.

But women are not chattel, and the assumption that a woman will take her husband’s name — or that a husband would never dream of so demeaning himself as to take his wife’s name — is a relic of the past. If we’re going to allow it in one case, we need to do so in an even-handed fashion for the other.

I hear you want a Resolution (2007 Edition) – Addendum

And, it should go without saying (but I say it nonetheless) that I resolve to be the bestest partner, lover, hubby and friend to Margie, the most wonderful woman in…

And, it should go without saying (but I say it nonetheless) that I resolve to be the bestest partner, lover, hubby and friend to Margie, the most wonderful woman in the world.

So there.