Apr 25

Day 19,943

Seems the earlier I get my daily blog entry done, the more I can enjoy the rest of the day.

I get up in the morning, and, as part of trying to create new habits (better habits), I get into my routine. My routine is pretty basic, and I’m getting better at making certain aspects of my routine more productive. It’s a process, incremental change after incremental change.

I have found that if I write earlier in the day and get it done, I feel better about my day. After all, one of those little promises that I made myself has been fulfilled, and I no longer have to worry about it until the next day.

(At this point, I’m helping my students work through a lab… waiting on software to download can be a bit tedious)

And then the Microsoft Office 365 lab decides to puke in my lap.


The main thing I guess I should be focused on is the “achievement”. I’m getting my blog done early. I recall the old story about “eating that frog”. I shouldn’t look at my blogging as something I don’t want to do, but at the same time, it certainly does help to have it out of the way so I can stay focused on other things.

Like counting words and realizing that I have completed my pledged responsibility.

Peace y’all.

Apr 24

Day 19,942

Ah, the news…

I sometimes love reading the news of the day, diving into stories about heroism, people standing up for what’s right, folks coming together for a good cause.

Today, there’s still a little bit of that, but I’m still taken aback at the volume of abject crap that some people mistake for legitimate news. There are any number of chaos agents that just love randomly tossing crap against the refrigerator door to see what sticks.

We have to demand more from the media we access. We need truth. Facts. Verifiable information. People are going off on ridiculous tangents only because it supports their political ideology.

Thing is, we’re entering a bizarre world of fiction being presented as fact, and some of the dimmer bulbs in the chandelier are taking it in hook, line and sinker. (Yeah, I know I just mixed an electrical metaphor with a fishing metaphor…but by the time my grandkids read this, I might be dead, so go throw a stylebook at my urn, ‘k?).

I get sucked in, too. I hate it when I get fooled. But I remember, and I don’t let it happen again.

Some folks though, they go for the same lure time and time again.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

Fool somebody every damned time? Must be a Trump supporter.

Peace y’all.

Apr 23

Day 19,941

Coming at you live from Leawood today, friends. I took a look at all of the stuff Lisa and I have going on after work this week, and it was pretty easy to see that it would be quite appropriate for me to crank out my blog entries during the work day while my students are running through labs

I’ve only got a three-day class this week, and then, I only have two remote students, one in St. Louis, one in Phoenix. Next week, I’m back on a five-day class, as well as the third week in this little stretch.

Then summer scheduling kicks in and that will have its own degree of weirdness.

Don’t get me wrong…I love what I do. I like the variety of classes that I teach. I like my coworkers, and I have had pretty positive interactions with just about all of my students over the years. This line of work can be a little personality-driven, and I’ll be the first to admit that my personality doesn’t always synch up well with every other personality type. I have a few things that rub me the wrong way, and I’ve had a couple of folks over the last 25 years get under my skin.

That said, I think I’m doing OK. I just need to stay on top of the tech, answer the questions when they come up, and, most importantly, don’t bullshit people. If you don’t know the answer, look it up. Be real.

That’ll do for now.

Peace y’all.

Apr 22

Day 19,940

OK, it’s Sunday night here in rural Douglas County. Dane and I got a bit of an early start today, heading over to Topeka to resume a longtime campaign with some friends.

When I was Dane’s age, I was introduced to the game Dungeons and Dragons by my younger brother’s baseball coach. I had seen ads for it in the “Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction”, a little periodical that had short stories and novellas and came out every month.

I introduced the game to several other friends, and we had a great time. Some of the best times I ever had growing up were just sitting around a table rolling dice.

Now, we are into the third year of this campaign, and things are as good as ever. Sure, we don’t play with the regularity of a regular campaign, but we work in sessions when we can.

Today was one of those days.

So, we completed a big portion of our quest (for Odin) and expose a plot by his wayward son (Loki).

Hey, the entire party lived, so we’ve got that going for us.

Tomorrow, back to the salt mines, teaching a three-day Office 365 class.

I hope your week is going well.

Peace y’all.

Apr 21

Day 19,939

Hey, gang, it’s been a long day here in rural Douglas County.  Lots of stuff going on, and I’m glad things have wound down so I can get back to just being grumpy old curmudgeonly me.

Gracie had some friends over today as part of her first meeting of the “Future Grandparents of America” club. They worked on some pillowcases and needlepoint, and if I know my daughter,  probably got a primer on making quilts.

Dane & I went to the four o’clock Mass this afternoon. We have an appointment tomorrow morning in Topeka to engage in a little gaming, resuming a campaign we started a couple of years ago. It’ll be nice to get back around the table and roll some dice.

Lisa and I had dinner guests tonight, and that was a positive experience.

Other than that, I’m pretty well spent. I’m looking forward to a good night’s sleep, hoping that I can finally kick some of this congestion that has been taking up residence in my lungs for the better part of the last week.

Yeah, I’m running out of words today.

I cleaned a couple of fountain pens today. Does that count?

Yeah, sometimes we write stuff just to take up space.

Peace y’all.

Apr 20

Day 19,938

Hey kids, old fat grampa Bob here, throwing down a little script before I call it a night.

It was kind of funny. I was putting away some clothes just a few moments ago, and right after I got done, Lisa comes into the bedroom, ready for the night, and she asks me if I would mind if she watched some of the news. Of course, I was fine with it. I told her, “I still have two hundred words to get down in my blog before I hit the sack”.

With a rather wry smile, she looked up at me and said, “You know what I would do? I would just write TWO HUNDRED WORDS”.

I like the way my baby thinks, but I also had to confess that I had done that before, in an effort to create some sort of smartass shortcut.

I’m writing this for my future progeny. My grandchildren, and maybe even my great-grandchildren.

Who knows, maybe one day I’ll even be the subject of some report for some descendant of mine who needs a little help.

“My great grampa wrote in his blog every day”.

You know what, that kind of thing appeals to me every time I think about it.

Peace y’all.

Apr 19

Day 19,937

Good day, whoever you might be reading this missive, this slice of my brain that tries to get onto the page before something coagulates.

Today has been a bit on the uninteresting side. Took care of some reading early in the day, ran my car in to have it serviced while I grabbed a bite of lunch at a place across the street from my mechanic, followed by a hefty portion of my remaining afternoon perched on a John Deere X380 Riding Lawn Mower.

After a couple hours of that, we settled in for a nice meal, meatloaf, potatoes, and green beans (how much more standard midwest fare are you going to find?), and then we watched a little television, alternating between the news of the day and a couple of recorded episodes of “The Big Bang Theory”.

My legs are wiped out. It’s funny how tired you can get on a riding lawn mower. You would think that it wouldn’t be so bad, but I think it’s the vibration that gets to me. My yard could stand a little smoothing out, and riding that mower with the throttle set of high combined with the rotation of the blades send some vibration through one’s body. Not an overwhelming discomfort, but it does tire you out.

So, to that end, old grampa Bob is going to call it a night.

Peace y’all.

Apr 18

Day 19,936

Hey, future progeny, what’s shakin’? Old grampa Bob here just recapping a little of what will one day become ancient history.

Growing up, there weren’t a lot of science fiction options on TV. Lost in Space, Star Trek, The Six Million Dollar Man, and a few other shows of arguable import.

Lost in Space was one of those show we’d watch after school. The Robinsons, with Dr. Smith, and the Robot were part of my steady afterschool fare.

Today I wrapped up Netflix’s reboot of the original Lost in Space series. There were some notable changes to the characters as well as the plotline. First of all, the scientific leader of the family is Maureen Robinson. She’s a Ph.D. in an engineering discipline, I’d guess mechanical or aerospace. John Robinson is no longer the Guy Williams type – he’s a Navy SEAL, played by Toby Stephens, the son of one of the grand dames of the stage and screen, Dame Maggie Smith. It was the first time I recall seeing Toby Stephens in something interesting since he was a featured baddy in a James Bond movie twenty years ago.

Jonathan Smith played the over-the-top Dr. Smith in the original series, half saboteur, half medical doctor, one hundred percent self-serving. In the new series, he has been replaced with Parker Posey… and they’ve gone a little off the rails with that character. She’s adopted the persona of a real doctor, but in reality, it’s more appropriate to describe her as a mental patient with some serious issues.

It’s worthwhile. I particularly like Molly Parker as Maureen Robinson. I liked her as Alma Garret on Deadwood. She pulls off the engineer/mom role very well.

That’s all I’ve got for now, but I hope you have a great day.

Peace y’all.

Apr 17

Day 19,935

OK, I’ve done something, and I’m going to write about it, because what the heck, I’ve got something to write about.

I joined the Dollar Shave Club.

I was a little skeptical at first, but I’ve received my first shipment, and I can’t say I’m disappointed.

I received my razor-blade handle, four blades, some shaving butter, some shower gel, and a few of their sanitary wipes.

I’ve always been a fan of Edge gel. Now, those of you that have never met me, you should know that I’ve been shaving my head and most of my face for twenty years. I’m not going t say that I’m some expert on shaving, but on a daily basis, I do shave more surface area than the average person.

I was impressed. I really liked the weight of my new razor, and the way it’s created, it makes it easier to hear the sound of the blade cutting through the whiskers.

I know that’s not a big deal to some people, but I’m the kind of guy that wants to be able to drag a cotton ball across my head when I’m done shaving in the morning.

Yeah, I’m a little weird that way.

I look forward to continuing my experience with Dollar Shave Club.

Peace y’all.

Apr 16

Day 19,934

Hey, young ones, it’s the old fat grampa again, just slapping a few words onto the page, as I have done for the last year and some change.

Still down with this respiratory crap. Coughing fits followed by sneezing fits, followed by having all of the energy sapped from my body. Not a lot of fun.

Didn’t have the most productive day, for obvious reasons, and I’ll likely hit the hay early tonight, too, and see if one more good sleep will help me kick this crap.

Lisa has invited some people from work over for dinner tomorrow, so that means I have to stuff to get done throughout the day in anticipation of that.

Can’t forget I need to pick Gracie up at the auto shop at one o’clock tomorrow, too.

Lisa is currently watching one of her crime shows, either “Criminal Minds” or “Law and Order: SVU’. She likes the fact that they always get their suspect in the end.

I’m not as into that type of show. I’d rather laugh about something before going to bed than see something involving a murder, whether fake or real.

That’s all I’ve got for right now. As I told you earlier, I’m not having the best couple of days from a health perspective.

I hope you are well.

Peace y’all.

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