Wow, switching to Windows for a day after being familiarized with Ubuntu is really odd…

Anyway, got an Economic Decision Analysis exam here in 2 hours that I am skipping Project Management to study for (ironic?), but clearly, I have the time to blog about it? Right…

That’s Lando, Jill and I’s new pet, and we both love him/her! Such an interesting turtle.

Take Flock 0.9 out for a test drive

If you didn’t see the post on, go check it out and give it a go! 0.9 will be quite the release! And I can tell you one thing, the new website is schnazzy as the dude(?) who did Putting on the Ritz.

Now, away from this convoluted mess of a post, and back to studying/showering!

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May 29, 2007

Goals for this summer:

  1. Pass summer courses, get GPA back up to normal
  2. Put back money for next year
  3. Get in to a few good habits (waking at 7, sleep at midnight, exercise regularly, work regularly, etc)
  4. Get wedding planning rolling, some aspects confirmed
  5. Take pictures daily

Taking pictures daily is going to be easier for me, since I have been tapped to help test out the mediabar and photo uploader in Flock for the upcoming 0.9 release. Awesome!

Goals for this week:

  1. Get tree off roof
  2. Pass Economic Decision Analysis exam
  3. Finish Project Management projects, get ahead in class
  4. Work about 20 hours or so for Flock (or more, If I can)

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Turtle, Turtle

May 28, 2007

I have a new pet painted turtle, which Jill and I have named Lando. I think the name might be a bit off, however, seeing as (with my finite turtle sex differentiating knowledge) Lando is a female turtle.

Jill’s mom saw Lando walking around and Jill and I adopted him/her. Wild caught turtles are typically regarded as being very difficult to raise, as they are finnicky eaters, and must have proper lighting and heating. But, for the majority of my childhood in Texas, I recall having raised two wild painter turtles (one named Myrtle, and I think the other one was named Myrtle as well).

It’s pretty nice having an aquarium/terrarium back up again. I’ll get fish in there soon (some feeder guppies, really) but first I have to upgrade my lighting and heating system. Custom filtration, ftw!

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May 25, 2007

COACH Z: {turns his head backwards} Say, Strong Bad, what type’a lure are you usin’ dere?

STRONG BAD: Well, this morning, Coach, I’ve been mostly using this one: {shouting into the water} Hey fish! Hey fiish! I’m gonna, I’m gonna recommend that you guys come up here in the boat. We’ve got a, uh, a keg! {Coach Z shrugs} Of worms! And, uh…phytoplankton! … Come on! Anybody who’s everybody is up in here!

COACH Z: I don’t think that’s gonna work with a stocked pond. You got any type of jig you could try on there?

STRONG BAD: Oh, yeah! I got this jig! (starts singing and doing a little hip-swiveling dance) Come on and get in the boat, fish! Come on and get in the boat, fish fish! Come on and get in the boat, fish! {fish start leaping into the boat} Get in the boat!

COACH Z: Oh! They got in the boat! … Fish fish!


I’m hitching a ride with Lew and Jess to either the bridge or Cadillac so I can spend the weekend with my lady! We get to go fishing. Rock on.

Talk to you Monday!

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May 23, 2007

Folks! Folks!

Jill and I have a date!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, we will be getting married on June 21st, 2008!

Hooray! We accomplished something!

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The Trick

May 23, 2007

The trick is to fool yourself in to believing there is more work to be done when you only have a little left to do. Somehow this pushes you to complete it all.

Car is fixed. Gas prices are not. Wallet, meet the Punisher.

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I’ll put this to a tune soon.

Ho! ho! for my arms of steel!
That are always strong, and never can feel
The weakness that creeps o’er the muscles of man
(Though they fashioned mine by some curious plan).
As he trembling clings to the ladder’s round
Two hundred fathoms under the ground!

Weary with toil for one third the day
I hear their footfalls coming this way;
Put on thy strength, O arms of mine,
Carry them up where the sun doth shine.
One by one they come without sound
From two hundred fathoms under the ground!

Hammers and drills they’ve left behind.
Down in the caves their strength hath mined.
And quickly their fears all pass away,
As swiftly they return to the upper day —
Trusting the friend whose arms they’ve found
Two hundred fathoms under the ground!

O noble’s the task that is mine to perform.
‘Tis ever the same in sunshine and storm:
A while I am master, yet ever the slave,
For the lives of men my energies save.
And they bow to me when my arms reach down
Two hundred fathoms under the ground!

Then ho! again for my arms of steel!
And ho! for my rods and strong toothed wheel!
Ho! ho! O man! for the MAN ENGINE!
I’ll save your strength if you manage mine,
And ne’er shall you reel on the ladder’s round
Two hundred fathoms under the ground!
Two hundred fathoms under the ground!

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