2 Weddings and it's my Funeral

Well, my wife is at a wedding right now. The reason I can type that sentence and be correct is that the couple that are getting married decided to have it at night. The ceremony started at my son's bedtime. He does not do well after bedtime. And does worse the next morning. So, since the blushing bride works with my wife (and not me), she went and I stayed home with the young'un. But, she looks beautiful (my wife, I haven't seen the bride), and she doesn't get to dress up much.

That has also given me some time at the house alone. Not a bad deal, but there's not much worth watching on TV and I'm burning myself out on the computer.

It has reminded me (again) that I'll be in a wedding in less than a month...my brother's. And I get to make the toast, because I'm the best man. One last chance to get even with him for beating me up all the time. That wouldn't have been so bad if he weren't younger than me. heh heh heh. Anyway, from time to time I let my mind wander over what I may say. I wonder if I'll have anything when I show up, or whether I'll just wing it.

--Beav

Pictures?

It's been one of those weeks when I dream of being unemployed. Oh well, next week will be better. I'm working another mid-shift tonight, then off til Tuesday. And that's gonna be a cake day. Come in for a few hours, then off to a baseball game. Not a bad way to start off a week.

Robert Asprin came out with a new Phule's novel. Of course, I grabbed it and swept through the story like a tornado through a trailer park. Fantastic! And, the story did not end the series (as far as I can tell), so I can look forward to more of them. That was the one disappointment about his last Myth novel: He ended the series. He did it well, but it was sort of sad to know that that was the last one I'd read. C'est la vie.

Well, I can post pictures to the blog easily now. Unfortunately, I can't seem to find any pictures I'd like to post, so I'll have to wait to show off my new capabilities.

Church marquee of the day: "Exposure to the Son may prevent burning." Clever, but it does smack of scare tactics, doesn't it? "Believe what I do, or you're doomed for all eternity!" Aren't we a little old for the boogie-man technique? Eh, we'll never grow up.

--Beav

These are a few of my favorite...websites.

I've decided to introduce all of you to a couple of my favorite websites. Well, some of you know them, and probably know them well. No...not those websites...clean ones.

The first is the website I reference anytime I hear about some new film that piques my interest: Internet Movie DataBase (or IMDB). This site has everything you ever wanted to know about just about any movie, actor, or whatnot. When someone says "Elisha Cuthbert's in this movie," I go to IMDB to remind myself who that is, because I can never remember. (She's the girl from "The Girl Next Door.")

The other website I find myself rushing to from time to time is Snopes. This is the ultimate "Urban Legend" truth page. When I hear about how this old guy thought cruise control would drive the car and ended up in a ditch, or when this guy's cousin's best friend's sister's hairdresser knew a guy who had his kidney stolen in Las Vegas, this is the place I go to grab a sanity check. They reference scams, hoaxes, and tons of outrageous stories. They've done tons of research and will back up their conclusions. The place to have on hand when you read your e-mail.

Oh, and the marquee of the day: "Feeling all alone? Come inside and find out why." No cynical remarks for that one today...I'm just gonna let it stand.

--Beav

Comments!

Huzzah! (Always wanted to use that word) Now, you can leave comments right on the blog. That is exactly what I wanted to be able to do. That rocks! Now both my readers can reply back without resorting to an e-mail browser.

Worked a few mids. That gets harder and harder to do. I'm not sure whether it's being a day-worker, having a 2 year old, just getting older, or a mixture of all three, but I don't handle schedule changes well anymore. Right in the middle of all those mids was my wife's birthday. I was not able to pamper her, but I did get her Superman on DVD (which she gushed over). I love getting that reaction.

Then came Mother's Day. Again, not much pampering, and my gift was a touch self-serving: a copy of Star Wars: Galaxies. Not a conventional gift, but then we have never been a conventional couple, either. For those of you who missed it, that's my game of choice. Any time I can immerse myself in the Star Wars Universe with a few thousand other people, I'm there. And now, I can immerse myself with my wife! She seems to be enjoying it. Really getting into some of the nuances of the game.

Well, that's about all I've got right now. Feel free to remind me of what I missed in the new comments section. Heh heh heh.

--Beav

Feliz Cinco de Mayo!

I'll start today's entry with the church marquee: "Cinco de Mayo falls on May 5th this year."

I'm really not sure what they're going for here. I mean, it's a chuckle-worthy comment. Particularly in that many people might not realize that fact. But, generally speaking, church marquees have a religious message. I can't quite figure what this one is.

Well, the burn I got has stopped fading to a tan and started peeling. What a pain. Not that I mind the look all that much. I've never been particularly image conscious. But the one really good thing about a tan is that it's harder to burn. Now, I've got some areas that are good surrounding wierd patches of very burnable skin. Durn it. But, at least it's unseasonably cool. Ick; whoever thought I'd be glad of that!

Well, time to spend a little time with my wife. I get little enough of that as it is.

--Beav

Stuff

Have I ever mentioned how much I despise yardwork? Well, not here yet, I guess. Suffice to say, I despise it a lot. What brings this up is having done some yesterday after work. Ugh.

We had a soccer game earlier this week and got trounced. That team was way too good to be intramurals. You could tell just by the way they talked on field, and then watching them play and playing against them...ouch. It was still a fun time and I enjoyed myself, but...ouch.

My wife is showing some interest in playing Star Wars: Galaxies. This is good. I've been trying to get her to try it since January. If she gets in, we'll be able to play together, supplement each others' efforts. Mmmm.... Besides, there is a comfort when one obsession joins another.

Our resident Math Nerd has offered an interesting observation to the "Jews Killed Jesus" mentality:

"Maybe it is just a weird freak of natural law and statistics, but most (I would would wager >85%) of those who I have encountered that feel "the Jews killed Jesus" seem to be the same ones that have the obligatory bumper sticker that reads "In case of rapture, this car will be unmanned". Since the "The Jews Killed Jesus" people therefore look forward to the rapture, why are they upset that "the Jews killed Jesus"? It would seem to follow logically that the Jews did them a favor by making it possible for there to be a rapture. Would they have had Jesus live to ripe old age and not die for their sins?"

Excellent point. I suspect it would be lost on those who believe it, but an excellent point nonetheless. Personally, if you have to pin that death on anyone, I think it'd have to be Jesus, himself. I mean, he went around antagonizing all the people who can have you killed, hung around where he could be picked up (even told one of his buddies to go get the cops), and offered up no defense at his trial. Not to say that he deserved it; far from it. But you can't say that he was destined by God to die horribly and then blame the folks that carried out the Divine Will.

--Beav (Really, it's not a religion-based blog)