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I haven’t written anything here in FOREVER!!! To anybody that was actually reading… sorry. To anybody just now stopping by… uhm, what dry spell? Seriously though, I noticed a few friends and family members ( Nate, Mooney, & Hopper) were actually linking to me from their blogs, so I was thinking maybe I should actually spend a few minutes now and then and update mine.

OK. Done.

OK. Nate did this on his site, so I’m posting it here too. For the 1 or 2 people that actually look at this site, you can participate by copying and pasting the questions in an email… or maybe in the comments… answer the questions… and wha-laa… we had fun. Enjoy.

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

2. Am I loveable?

3. How long have you known me?

4. When and how did we first meet?

5. What was your first impression?

6. Do you still think that way about me now?

7. What do you think my weakness is?

8. Do you think I’ll get married?

9. What makes me happy?

10. What makes me sad?

11. What reminds you of me?

12. If you could give me anything what would it be?

13. How well do you know me?

14. When’s the last time you saw me?

15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?

16. Do you think I could kill someone?

17. Describe me in one word.

18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?

19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?

20. Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?

We’ll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;
but the plural of ox became oxen not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice;
yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen?
If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet,
and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those,
yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
and the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
but though we say mother, we never say methren.

Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
but imagine the feminine, she, shis and shim.

Some other reasons to be grateful if you grew up speaking English:

1) The bandage was wound around the wound.
2) The farm was used to produce produce.
3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4) We must polish the Polish furniture.
5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to
present the present. At the Army base, a bass was painted on the head of a bass drum.
9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10) I did not object to the object.
11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
13) They were too close to the door to close it.
14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18) After a number of Novocain injections, my jaw got number.
19) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
20) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
21) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Screwy pronunciations can mess up your mind! For example…If you have
a rough cough, climbing can be tough when going through the bough on a
tree!

Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in
eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.

Some English paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly,boxing
rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guineanor is it a
pig.

If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of
them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught?

If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

Have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man
and a wiseguy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your
house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by
filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on.

If Dad is Pop, how’s come Mom isn’t Mop?

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I thought Spanish was bad in high school…

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Go vote right now!!! You know that the Mad Pony chicks deserve this award… *sigh* just think McKenzie… you could be on this list too, if only you would pick up the mouse and BLOG!!!! C’mon!!!

Phew! This time I’ve kept a back up copy of my template. I’ve restored most of what was missing and made some changes to the design, but if Blogger ever eats my code again, it won’t be a total loss. It’s still not perfect and it’s not complete, but it is here so enjoy. I also just added the pics from Gabe’s 1st Birthday ( a few months old now but better late than never)

OK. I’ve been burned again.

I should have learned my lesson the first time my template was destroyed by the Blogger gremlins. I should have saved a copy of my template this time just in case something like this were to happen again. I didn’t. Somehow, the entire right hand column containing all my links has disappeared from my template. Gone. Vanished. Is no more. So, until I can find some more time to tinker with the code again and figure out how to add them back in there… the page will be slightly bare.

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Pheeew! I’ve finally managed to get a small grip on editing the template for this thing. For the time being (until I can play with it some more) this will work.

I jumped ship briefly, entertaining the thought of using another Blog company (Sparkpod). Sparkpod worked great. I loved it. It was all built using WebObjects, hosted on Xserve from Apple, and it included “Comments” which I’ve yet to tackle successfully. The only thing I didn’t like was the fact that I couldn’t edit the templates… I could live with the fact that it was all stored on their servers… but I wanted to modify the way it looked. Long story short… I’m back to Blogger. Slowly, as I find time over the next few weeks, I’ll be restoring my site. I’ve got a ton of pictures from the summer to post, some from the trip to Barbados, and I’ll probably throw up some more video clips too.

For now, here’s some pics from Lindy’s birthday party from a few weekends ago.

OK. I’ve been sitting on the sidelines… watching the whole blog community snowball… everyone has one now… It’s outta control. I’ve decided it’s time I jump back in the mix. I dropped the ball on my last blog, but it’s round 2 now. I’m not gonna enlighten you with my years of wisdom, or preach to you about how the world is all screwed up, but I will post whatever is on my mind, whenever i find the time to enter a few lines. If you like it… great. If not… well, that’s great too. Enjoy.