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  <updated>2005-10-13T15:43:51Z</updated>
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    <title>Grandmother Update</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T15:43:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T15:43:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went to Tulsa for four days, getting back yesterday evening -- my grandmother had surgery to remove what they suspected may be a cancerous growth.  It turns out that it wasn't cancerous, and she came through the surgery okay -- this despite quite a few concerns on the doctors part.  But just as everyone was beginning to celebrate, she had a bad reaction to the morphine they gave her for the pain.  (I didn't even know they still used morphine!)  5 hours later, she was released from the operating room, but couldn't see anyone for several days while she recovered.  Unfortunately, during this recovery period, she began to struggle with pneumonia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got about an hour with her before we left on Wednesday -- she seems to be fighting it, but it still has everyone worried...  :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0verdrive:10033</id>
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    <title>I'm back!</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T16:10:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T16:10:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, after nearly a year hiatus, I've slunk my way back to LJ!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I at least plan on reading blogs, and I'll try to post a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; more often.  ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0verdrive:9803</id>
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    <title>An indication that I'm not a people-person</title>
    <published>2004-11-05T18:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-05T18:15:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Work has been particularly busy lately, and I have about 5 different projects that are due or will be due within the next week.  But instead of working, I'm sitting in a mandatory 4-hour on-line class titled "Customer Focus in a High-Tech World."  And while I agree that the more my company does to please its customer base, the more successful we'll be, I just want to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a programmer!&lt;/b&gt;  What's more:  One of the biggest benefits to being a programmer supporting the networks (behind the scenes) is that &lt;b&gt;I don't have to deal with customers!&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, the only interraction I have with customers is when I'm talking with my friends that have PCS phones!  And I don't need to be taught how to interract with my friends.  I &lt;b&gt;certainly&lt;/b&gt; don't need to spend 4 hours clicking the "Raise your hand" button so I can "share with the group" my thoughts on Customer Focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the introductory portion of the class, the instructor asked us to type in what phrases came to mind with the idea of "Customer Focus."  While everyone else was typing in stuff like "Restore the cell site NOW!" and "Listen to the customer -- the customer's always right," I'm thinking: "My customer is my boss.  And he wants my project to be done by the end of the day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0verdrive:9479</id>
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    <title>Coolest... Training... Ever</title>
    <published>2004-10-21T16:47:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-04T16:36:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm sitting in Boulder, CO in a 5-person advanced perl class instructed by Tom Christiansen!  (For those of you who don't know who this is: &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tom Christiansen has been involved with Perl since day zero of its initial public release in 1987. Lead author of the Perl Cookbook, coauthor of the second editions of Programming Perl and Learning Perl, and coauthor of Learning Perl on Win32 Systems, Tom is also the major caretaker of Perl's online documentation, coauthor of the Perl Frequently Asked Questions list, and president of The Perl Journal.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A coworker of mine has likened learning perl from Tom to learning physics from Isaac Newton.  That's a &lt;b&gt;bit&lt;/b&gt; of an overstatement, but not much.)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom is about the most laid-back guy I've ever met -- he didn't even introduce himself at the start of the class!  (We had to look up pictures of him online to verify that he was who we thought.)  ;)  And the man knows &lt;b&gt;everything.&lt;/b&gt;  Not just about perl (which he knows inside and out) but &lt;b&gt;anything&lt;/b&gt;.  His class is littered with information from any number of other programming languages, as well as random bits of worldly trivia sprinkled in for flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first class (other than Diff Eq) that I've &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to pay attention, or be lost.  I've learned more about how perl works than I ever expected.  This man kicks ass.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt;Okay, now I've seen it all.  He apparently speaks fluent spanish as well.  I don't have a clue what he said, but it was impressive to see him switch languages mid-lecture just for the fun of it.  ;)</content>
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    <title>Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T17:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-07T17:09:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A total of 13 LJ folks (and 1 loner that I'm sure felt completely left out&amp;nbsp; ;) ) &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/0verdrive/9124.html"&gt;joined us for Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence&lt;/a&gt; last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghost in the Shell" was the first anime I was exposed to many years ago, when &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decided that it was something that I'd enjoy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With such an excellent introduction, I've been a pretty large fan of anime ever since -- but before last night, I'd never seen one in the theater.&amp;nbsp; So it was only appropriate that the first anime I saw in the theater was its sequel.&amp;nbsp; And although I did have high expectations, I wasn't the least bit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much enjoyed the movie, though I will definitely need to see it again.&amp;nbsp; And from talking to and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/chernobylred/118910.html"&gt;reading &lt;/a&gt;other's responses, I don't think I'm alone in that regard.&amp;nbsp; In fact, the first thing several people said to me as I walked out of the theater was "That was beautiful!&amp;nbsp; Are you going to have to see it again?"&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with the prequel, there was a good amount of philosophy to pay attention too - but I have to admit that I was so distracted by the beauty of the movie that I had trouble completely understanding the story.&amp;nbsp; I won't post any more details here for the sake of those who haven't yet seen it.&amp;nbsp; But suffice to say: if you're a fan of anime, see this one on the big screen.</content>
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    <title>Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence (Update)</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T15:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T15:55:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;From the responses (on and off-line) that I've received from my last post, it looks like we'll be going to the 7:30 showing of Ghost in the Shell 2 this Wednesday (10/6) in Lawrence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yahoo theater info on Southwind 12&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/showtimes/theater?id=1809&amp;amp;amp;date=20041001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. 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&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_roya_spirit' lj:user='roya_spirit' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://roya-spirit.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://roya-spirit.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;roya_spirit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; (And J ?)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for group movies I usually pick up tickets ahead of time.&amp;nbsp; (I don't think this show will sell out, but it doesn't hurt to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;already have tickets ready for everyone as the arrive.)&amp;nbsp; Does anyone want me to pick up a ticket for them?&amp;nbsp; If so, lemme know!</content>
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    <title>Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T16:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T17:03:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of Oct 1, Lawrence is one of the select theaters to screen &lt;a href="http://www.gofishpictures.com/GITS2/"&gt;Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(In fact, according to &lt;a href="http://www.gofishpictures.com/GITS2/playdates.html"&gt;Go Fish Pictures Play Dates&lt;/a&gt;, Lawrence is the &lt;b&gt;only&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Kansas release planned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd like to check it out, and am curious if anyone else is interested. I know that &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would like to go, but due to RenFest obligations, she can only make it during the week.&amp;nbsp; Could anyone make it the 6th, 7th, or 8th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if anyone wants to get together to watch the first Ghost in the Shell, we could get a refresher before the sequel. ;)</content>
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    <title>Why I hate drywall...</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T14:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T14:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So you may have wondered where I'd been lately, or how I was spending my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I've been trying to finish up 3 years worth of unfinished house projects. (So far, we've finished the closet in Isaac's old room, finished the stairwell and landing, nearly finished the walls and ceiling in the bar, and painted damn-near the entire inside of the house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;it's going: I thought I'd let the &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/houseProject"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; do the talking.</content>
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    <title>Surprise!  (More family weird-ness...)</title>
    <published>2004-08-02T16:31:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-02T16:36:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A little while ago, I posted about how I found out that my &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/0verdrive/6780.html#cutid2"&gt;brother is engaged&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And because I've always known that he has a tendency to play close to the vest,&amp;nbsp; I thought it was only fitting that my family played a trick of their own -- they decided to throw him a surprise engagement party last Saturday!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was fairly low-key, and we all met at Clinton Lake for a cook-out, volleyball, and swimming.&amp;nbsp; As long as it didn't rain, I figured that it would be a fun time for all, and I have to admit -- I was looking forward to getting one over on Isaac.&amp;nbsp; But all surprise parties have hiccups, and ours started about 8:00 that morning:&amp;nbsp; Lydia told me that she had just seen Isaac leaving the house in full Army dress uniform, which usually means that he'll be gone for the weekend for reserve duty.&amp;nbsp; So I rushed out to ask what was going on, and to (not-so-subtly) ask how long he expected to take.&amp;nbsp; When he didn't resond with curiosity about why I was asking, I figured that he knew about the surprise party, but was pretending not to.&amp;nbsp; And since he indicated that it wouldn't be an all-day event, I decided to let him go -- things would just have to work out as best they could. &amp;nbsp; All the same, I called my mom when I got back inside, to make sure she was aware that he may miss his own surprise party.&amp;nbsp; She apparently already knew that he had committments in the morning, but said that his friends had figured a way to get him free in time for the party.&amp;nbsp; Relieved, I went ahead and carried out the plans to set up his surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression was that it would be just the two families and a few friends, so I was surprised when I got there -- I hadn't realized quite how many friends and family had made it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not only that, but my parents had reserved not one, but two large shelter areas&amp;nbsp; and volleyball courts, and had the event catered!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I made several comments about the size of the party, but figured that my parents were just glad (and perhaps a little surprised. ;) ) that Isaac had found someone to marry, and they were making the most of it.&amp;nbsp; So I joined the others in setting up the food area, planting citronella torches, and putting out other surprise decorations to turn the otherwise drab shelters into a festive party atmosphere.&amp;nbsp; And about the time that everything was set up, we got the call that he was on his way, and we all started standing out in front where he'd see us as he arrived.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another shock when the limousine showed up.&amp;nbsp; But I had to give props to his friends -- that was as good a way as any to get Isaac's attention and to get him away from reserve duty. And when the limo driver didn't immediately open the door, but first rolled out a white rose-covered walk-path, I thought that it was a little over-done, but fun.&amp;nbsp; So to contrast the formality and official feeling that was starting to form,&amp;nbsp; Ben and I (in typical Wilson fashion) positioned ourselves to tackle him after he'd walked through the column of friends waiting to receive him.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was something about the formal way he stepped out of the limo in full army dress uniform that made us hang back.&amp;nbsp; And we were puzzled when he strode through all his friends, nodded to us, and kept walking to the opposite end of the shelter.&amp;nbsp; But I dismissed it, figuring that he was just embarrassed by the attention.&amp;nbsp; That's when the trumpet started playing, and two of their friends got out of the limo, arm in arm, and walked down the processional.&amp;nbsp; I'm embarrassed to admit that I still didn't get it -- it was my brother who first confusedly asked:&amp;nbsp; "Is this an engagement party, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;or a wedding&lt;/span&gt;?"&amp;nbsp; And then all the pieces clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of family.&lt;br /&gt;All his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Too many decorations, some of which were decidedly wedding oriented.&lt;br /&gt;A limo, and a rose-covered carpet processional.&lt;br /&gt;And then his bride-to be stepped out of the limo in a wedding gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of us surprising him with a party, he had masterminded the entire event to surprise us with a wedding!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Isaac realized the effect he could have on close family by arranging a surprise wedding.&amp;nbsp; I'm still in shock. I'll admit - I'm an emotional person in the first place, and because I'm very close to my family, my emotions are sometimes overly powerful.&amp;nbsp; So finding out that my brother was getting married right then and there kept hitting me in waves.&amp;nbsp; I'm still getting a little overwhelmed as I write this.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, I just can't wrap my mind around the fact that my brother is married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't read LJ, but in case he ever sees this:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be happier that Tabitha has joined our family.&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine anyone better suited for him, and I wish them the best.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations, Isaac and Tabitha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Driving Excitement</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T13:56:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T13:56:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had my brakes replaced on my car yesterday, and when I picked up the car I noticed that they felt a little strange.  But the car was stopping, and I didn't hear any odd noises, so I chalked it up to different brake pads, and figured that I'd get used to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning I took the exit ramp off I-435, and continued at a fairly fast speed since I was trying to make the light at the end of the ramp.  But when I realized that I wasn't going to make it in time, I stopped.  Or rather, I &lt;u&gt;tried&lt;/u&gt; to stop.  Instead of stopping, the car just gradually slowed down -- but not quickly enough for the oncoming intersection.  Even with the brakes pressed all the way to the floor, I was still coming up on the intersection a little too fast for comfort.  Thankfully, there wasn't much traffic, and I was able to swerve into the right-hand lane, and use the momentum I still had to make a right turn, avoiding cars in the process.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not too pleased with the guys at Midas right now.  I think I'll take it to a Midas here in town before I attempt the drive back into Lawrence...</content>
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    <title>Weekend Tidbits</title>
    <published>2004-07-03T01:23:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-03T03:46:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Starting the weekend off right:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past several years, the maintenance needs on my motorcycle have built up to the point that the bike will cost more to repair than it's worth.  Due to the increasing problems with the bike, I didn't get to ride very much two summers ago, and not at all last summer.  So by the time this spring rolled around, I'd been pining for an opportunity for quite a while.  Thankfully, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mckitterick' lj:user='mckitterick' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mckitterick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took pity on me, and was generous enough to let me borrow his bike.  I picked it up last Tuesday, and though my schedule hasn't allowed me to really take advantage of it yet, I have taken it out for at least a 5 or 10 minutes each evening since.  But by this evening, I was tired of the tease of having a working bike in the driveway, and I decided to take it out for a real ride.  I took a ride down the farmers turnpike, and came back on 24/40 -- I haven't ridden that route in quite some time.  The mist was cool and refreshing, and there was little or no traffic -- it was the perfect way to start the holiday weekend.  (Thanks, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mckitterick' lj:user='mckitterick' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mckitterick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;I have a weird family:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days ago, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kijjohnson' lj:user='kijjohnson' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kijjohnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mentioned that she had seen my brother (who lives with me) in her neighborhood looking for houses.  While Isaac hadn't told me that he was going to move out, I wasn't exactly surprised -- he's always played his cards pretty close to the vest.  I made a mental note to ask what the story was the next time I saw him.  As it turns out, I didn't have to:  When we all got together for my mom's birthday on Wednesday, I overheard him talking to another family member, and one of them casually mentioned the fact that &lt;u&gt;he's now engaged&lt;/u&gt; -- which was &lt;u&gt;also&lt;/u&gt; news to me.  Apparently he and his (now) fiance' have been engaged for a couple of weeks, and didn't bother to tell anyone!  Needless to say, I was a little shocked -- I know Isaac can keep to himself, but damn!  I live with the boy (and his fiance' may as well be a room-mate...) and they never even mentioned it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like his fiance', and am very happy for him -- they make a great couple, and I look forward to having Tabitha be a part of the family.  (&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is just glad that we'll have the house to ourselves again.  ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I've had a pretty good time of it lately -- My brother's engaged to a great girl, and I can celebrate by going for rides!  ;)</content>
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    <title>The 4th, Part Two</title>
    <published>2004-07-02T15:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T17:45:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because &lt;b&gt;some people&lt;/b&gt; apparently can't be bothered to re-read my posts, they hadn't realized that I've &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/0verdrive/6244.html"&gt;posted updates&lt;/a&gt; to our Independence Day bash at my brothers house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Directions to his place are now provided, along with a brief run-down of fireworks I've purchased.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph!  :)</content>
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    <title>Oh, how I've Missed the Night People!</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T13:57:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-21T23:07:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had a good time at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mckitterick' lj:user='mckitterick' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mckitterick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kijjohnson' lj:user='kijjohnson' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kijjohnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s place on Saturday.  It seems that when we all get together to watch movies while drinking vast amounts of liquor, we can have quite a party.  (How're you feeling, anyway, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name__mac_' lj:user='_mac_' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_mac_/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_mac_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;_mac_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I particularly appreciated this party, because sometime around 3:30, everyone decided they were hungry -- so it was off to the grocery store to buy eggs.  &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_arian1' lj:user='arian1' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://arian1.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://arian1.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;arian1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kijjohnson' lj:user='kijjohnson' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kijjohnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_bellanorth' lj:user='bellanorth' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bellanorth.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bellanorth.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bellanorth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all contributed to the (excellent!) cooking, while the rest of us waited hungrily.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, I took out the trash, and as I was coming back into the house, I had a very nice outside-in view of our group.  And it struck me that it was 4:00 in the morning, and the entire house was active -- and weren't yet showing signs of stopping!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a night person myself, it brought a tear to my eye.  While I don't mind getting up early to go out for breakfast, my natural tendency is just to stay up until it's light out, and &lt;b&gt;then&lt;/b&gt; going to breakfast.  But over the past 5 or 6 years, the friends we've hung out with have been morning people, and around midnight, the parties have usually come to an end.  And after so long without people to enjoy the wee hours of morning with, it's good to be among the night people again.  ;)</content>
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    <title>Funny amazon story</title>
    <published>2004-05-27T17:32:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-27T17:41:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I thought this was kind of funny:  I know they're fluff, but I've enjoyed Stephen King books since I was a kid.  One series in particular that I enjoy is the Dark Tower series.  I've been anxiously waiting for the next installment to be released, and was considering pre-ordering it from Amazon the other day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a search, found it, and then glanced at the "Best Value" section, where they usually combine a book that will satisfy similar interests.  Apparently Amazon thinks that the next installment of Stephen King's apocalyptic western fantasy would match nicely with (get this:) &lt;u&gt;The Sex Lives of Cannibals!&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny enough that I captured the image:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/Susannah.bmp"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sigh.  I'm bored.</title>
    <published>2004-05-18T15:20:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-18T15:28:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been waiting for the pest-control guy to make his scheduled appointment since 9:00 this morning.  So far, no show.  Which means I'm missing work.  Which is a problem, since another deadline looms ever closer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To combat my boredom, I've been refreshing &lt;a href="http://slashdot.org/"&gt;Slashdot&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/0verdrive/friends"&gt;My LJ friends&lt;/a&gt; like mad, but you people just don't post enough!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mckitterick/55052.html"&gt;commented&lt;/a&gt; a list of my hobbies to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mckitterick' lj:user='mckitterick' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mckitterick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s post, but I'll put 'em here, too.  (Props for the idea go to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_adammaker' lj:user='adammaker' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://adammaker.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://adammaker.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;adammaker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm.  All my hobbies would be too numerous to mention.  (I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; don't like being bored.)  But I'll hit the highlights:  (There is no order here -- I alternate rapidly between them all)&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Re)building the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working on cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Programming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing with Sys Admin stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog reading (LJ and elsewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poker (Hold'em, mainly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rockabilly stuff (1950s rock-and-roll, hotrods, etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clubbing/Bar Hopping/Hanging out with this group (this is new to me -- I'm traditionally not so social!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies (Watching movies with others has always seemed "social" to me.  &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doesn't think so.  So I'm movie-deprived.  If anyone wants to watch movies, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outdoors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Motorcycling (I really need to fix my bike!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing frisbee golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing paintball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barbequeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Despite the long list, I'm sure I've missed some...</content>
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    <title>Bunny update</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T20:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T03:50:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Several people have mentioned that I should update everyone on the health of the baby bunnies in our back yard.    First, I should mention that I found a cool &lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/animals/Animalbabies.shtml"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; that pointed out that the momma is actually a "doe", and the babies are "kittens" or "bunnies."  I thought it was pretty ironic that baby rabbits are named after the animal most likely to eat them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, I didn't mulch any of of the bunnies, and although the "doe" was pretty panicked, she did come back that night to care for them.  We've seen her in the yard quite a bit, though never around the den.  However we have noticed that the den is covered with fur again, and the bunnies were still alive as of yesterday morning, so we assume they haven't been abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And according to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kijjohnson' lj:user='kijjohnson' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kijjohnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who talked with wildlife folks, the doe won't actually move her bunnies until they're older.  Which kind of puts a kink in my mowing plans, but I can mark the area with flags, and leave my lawn with a mow-hawk.  ( ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that the thunderstorm this morning would fill the den with water, drowning the bunnies -- which would be horribly ironic: having survived being mowed over, they drown the next day!?  So this morning I tried to go see how they had fared, but I didn't make it much futher than my back deck.  The doe was within 10 feet of the den, and was looking fairly protective.  I don't know how a doe would keep her den from filling with water, but I assume she's done her job.  It was also amusing to see her charge and nearly jump on top of a &lt;a href="http://www.northrup.org/Photos/grackle/low/grackle0036.JPG"&gt;grackle&lt;/a&gt; (Oh, how we hates them...) that was pecking for food a little too close to the den.  So while I couldn't check for myself, I assume she wouldn't have been so protective if her babies had succumbed to the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half considering finding a wireless webcam to mount in the area.  It'd be really neat to get pictures of the  doe taking care of her bunnies as they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a look at the bunnies again this afternoon, and was surprised to see that they're already considerably larger than a couple of days ago.  It's pretty obvious they're bunnies now.  I took the opportunity to snap a &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/bunnies/"&gt;couple pictures&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <title>Waiting, Waiting...</title>
    <published>2004-05-11T16:36:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-11T20:30:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can you feel the excitement?  My &lt;s&gt;tractor&lt;/s&gt; riding lawnmower is supposed to be delivered today!  So I'm working from home, while waiting for the doorbell to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all as excited about it as I am, so I'll post pictures when it gets here.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/lawnmower/Lawnmower01.jpg"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;.  (And &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/lawnmower/Lawnmower02.jpg"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; shows both of my recent purchases.  Aren't they beautiful?  ;)  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update (2):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally got a chance to get out and try the mower out -- it's every bit as cool as I'd hoped.  Unfortunately, I also had my first mower mishap.  My brother Isaac was giving it a go, and when he stopped we noticed something squirming in the grass.  Closer inspection revealed that he had mowed right over the top of a den of baby bunnies.  They were still alive, and their mother was running back and forth at the edge of the grass.  But before I could tell Isaac not to touch them, he counted them all.  (There were 9 on top).  I'm really hoping that the human smell isn't too much for the mother, and that she'll come back and care for them.  We stopped mowing, and I covered them with a bit of grass clippings, because they were horribly exposed, and I was afraid a cat or hawk would spy them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the sort of person that can't watch the news because I hate hearing sad news.  Bad news sticks with me for days.  So go ahead and call me a wimp -- but I'll be worrying over these bunnies for some time now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...</content>
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    <title>And now for something completely different...</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T19:53:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T19:53:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted me to post this video of &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~deano/random/tysonskating.WMV"&gt;Tyson the bull-dog on a skateboard&lt;/a&gt;.  He's pretty entertaining to watch!  &lt;br /&gt;(I hear rumor that the next video will feature Tyson landing a Kick-Flip before performing a &lt;a href="http://www.skateboard.com/Frontside/101/Rookies/jargon.asp"&gt;Burly Five-O Grind.&lt;/a&gt;  (It should be pretty gnarly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think chernobylred's hoping that the video will counterbalance her &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/chernobylred/76713.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; with Spock singing about Bilbo Baggins.)</content>
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    <title>Warning to Lawrence Residents</title>
    <published>2004-04-23T15:45:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-23T15:45:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Laugh.  One day after buying my new car, checking my insurance, and finding that I had no speeding tickets on my record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a ticket today going from Lawrence to Kansas City on K-10.  I have a radar detector that usually helps with speed-traps, but this time they used an aircraft!  (Aircraft don't use radar -- they figure your speed by timing how long it takes you to get between two measured points on the highway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's especially interesting about this is that my sister got a ticket in Missouri or Illinois two weeks ago, also by aircraft.  I'm guessing that there's a program going on right now where the midwest is time-sharing a speed-trapping aircraft.  Which means it'll eventually be out of the area.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get the ticket reduced, so it stays off my record, so it's not really a big deal -- I just wanted to warn anyone else out there.</content>
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    <title>Buying A Car!</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T13:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T22:53:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/chernobylred/67309.html"&gt;mentioned&lt;/a&gt; a while back, we're in the market for a new car.  This is good and bad.  Good, because I get a new car with new fancy-shmancy bells and whistles.  Bad, because I really like my old car, and I would rather not have to go (further) into debt to replace it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did find a car -- my 1995 Nissan Altima GXE is being replaced by a 1998 Nissan Maxima SE.  Because I really like my Altima, I figure the Maxima is the best car to upgrade to.  It's reliable, has plenty of acceleration (important, since I commute daily) and will run for a long, long time.  And it's gotten stellar reviews from everyone who's owned one.  So it's in the shop for a "vehicle inspection" as we speak.  If everything goes well (as expected) I'll be completing the purchase this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to having an inspection done, I signed up with CarFax to check the vehicle history.  Everything was kosher and I now have a 1-month subscription to CarFax, and can find the history on as many cars as I like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here's where you come in:&lt;/b&gt;  if you're looking for a car (or are just curious about the history of the car you currently own), let me know!  All I need is the VIN (located on the top of the driver-side dash), and I can find out how many owners it's had, if it's been wrecked or had flood/fire damage, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how far I can stretch the $25 subscription fee.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the car was as clean as it seemed!  No history, no mechanical problems!  So I drove it back into KC this afternoon, and completed the purchase.  It was a long day, but I now own a Maxima!  Woohoo!</content>
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    <title>Hold'em</title>
    <published>2004-04-15T05:38:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-15T05:46:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm playing Texas Hold'em online right now &lt;a href="http://partypoker.com"&gt;Party Poker&lt;/a&gt; is the place to be!), and remembered that I told &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I'd post about the local poker scene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I know a lot more about local (individually held) tournaments and weekly games than I know about the casino scene.  I play regularly with coworkers, and play online a decent amount, but don't stray out into the casinos all that often.  I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; played in a Thursday Hold'em tournament at the Golden Eagle Casino in Topeka, and can't say I was too thrilled with it.  Since I think this is the tournament that one of &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s friends was interested in, I'll go into detail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was incredibly fast-paced -- in fact, if you didn't win about one out of ten hands, you couldn't keep up with the rapidly increasing blinds.  I understand that it's a tournament, and that they want to finish relatively early.  But when the blinds increase that quickly, it forces you to play cards you wouldn't otherwise play, and the "tournament" becomes more of a lottery than a skill-game.  (I prefer to play the limit games, where I can wait out the good hands.)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, there were a lot of people left over after the tournament that wanted to play poker, so it was pretty easy to get into a game.  I didn't have the extra cash to throw around at the time, so I didn't play, but several of my coworkers did, and they raked in a good amount of money from the (relatively) bad players with money to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side-note, I've gotten increasingly frustrated with players that have more money than skill.  You'd think that it would be ideal for me to jump in a game with someone throwing money after bad cards -- but for me, that's rarely the case.  What happens more often than not is that I'll get a good hand, and will bet it aggressively.  The bad players will pay to see what I've got.  According to poker theory, I should win a good percentage of the hands I play, and make money from the bad players throwing lots of money on long-shots.  But instead, the bad players pay to see my hand, and end up making their long-shot hand on the river, and winning with a &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; bad beat.  I've been told that in order to get around this, I need to play on higher limit tables (I primarily play $2/$4, or $3/$6.  In Vegas I played $4/$8) but I worry that I'll just be playing against equally bad players with even more money to lose -- which again sounds more promising than it has so far turned out to be.  I'm afraid I'd just end up losing money to bad beats that much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...  I guess what I'll do is get in a little more practice on-line, and then bite the bullet and move to a $5/$10 or a $6/$12 table.  I don't suppose there's anyone else reading this that plays?  Anyone have any experience with the limit tables in Topeka or KC?</content>
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    <title>Ahhh, engine grease!</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T16:47:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T16:47:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And lots of it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother bought a (quite used) Chevy Silverado 3500 (1-ton) truck last fall, and drove it for about a month before the engine froze up.  The mechanic he took it to said it would be prohibitively expensive to try to fix it, but my family has a tendency towards stubborn-ness, and we wanted to look into it ourselves.  So this past weekend was spent &lt;a href="http://hepcats.net/~overdrive/truck/pages/truck1.htm"&gt;taking out the engine and transmission.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I've done some overhauling of engines before, I've never actually taken an engine out of the engine bay, so this was something of a learning experience.  &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mckitterick' lj:user='mckitterick' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mckitterick.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mckitterick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was on hand for some much-needed advice, and after a few hours of putting him to work, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kijjohnson' lj:user='kijjohnson' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kijjohnson.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kijjohnson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got lonely and came over to hang out with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  With all of us gathered around the truck, I thought it'd be an ideal livejournal picture moment.  ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked until it got dark (and pretty chilly with a gusty wind), and then cleaned up, had dinner(?) and got tipsy on wine for the ladies and beer for the gents, followed up by several rounds of sake for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to date, we have the engine out and separated from the transmission, and have stripped the block down, but still haven't been able to get it to turn over.  Next up:  remove the timing chain and cam shaft.  Then (assuming the engine is still stuck) we'll take out the crank shaft, and try to determine which piston(s) froze up.  Not sure what we'll do after that -- I would guess lots of penetrating oils, while trying to drive the piston(s) out.  Suggestions, McKitterick?</content>
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    <title>Friday Night Fun</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T18:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T22:17:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_chernobylred' lj:user='chernobylred' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chernobylred.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chernobylred&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.selloutlive.com/"&gt;Sellout&lt;/a&gt; Friday night.  I was exhausted from a long day, but with the help of ephedrine, my clove cigarettes, and several scotches neat, I perked right up.  Lets hear it for better living through chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sellout (as always) put on a fabulous show, and after the requisite number of scotches, I got out on the dance floor and "danced."  (When I say "danced", I mean I moved in an awkward fashion in a rhythm relatively close to what the band was playing.  I know I look like a dork, but I have a blast, and I guess it makes Chernobylred happy to have me out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat with &lt;a href="http://stuology.com/"&gt;Stu&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name__mac_' lj:user='_mac_' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_mac_/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/_mac_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;_mac_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, neither of whom I had seen in quite a while.   I'm not naturally a very social person, so I've acquired most of my friends through Chernobylred.  While this is also true of Mac and Stu, I've known them for long enough that they felt as much my friends as Chernobylred's, which was a nice change.  It was a lot of fun to catch up and be sociable, although all conversation pretty much stopped when the music started.  I &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; eventually get them both out on the dance floor, albeit for the last song.  Maybe they'll know better next time, and get out there earlier.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all was said and done, it was a lot of fun to hang out with friends, and the show was great, if a little short.  Every time I go to a Sellout show, I like them more and more.  Already I'm looking forward to the next time they play.</content>
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    <title>Oh the places I've seen...</title>
    <published>2004-01-30T14:16:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-30T14:18:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't usually go in for the lemmings, but I really liked the "Where I've been" theme.&lt;p&gt;

States I've been:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/colormap?visited=AZCACODCFLGAILINIAKSKYMEMAMIMONENVNJNMNYOHOKORTNTXUTVAWAWVWI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Unfortunately, the number of countries I've been to are ... limited, to put it mildly.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedCountries/colormap?visited=CAUS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Chernobylred Surgery Update</title>
    <published>2004-01-15T03:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-15T04:03:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm sure you're all sitting by your computers (reloading livejournal &lt;i&gt;frequently&lt;/i&gt;, no doubt) wondering how &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/chernobylred/"&gt;chernobylred&lt;/a&gt; is recovering from her surgery.  So I won't leave you in suspense any longer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting in pre-op for 5 hours longer than expected, the surgery itself went fine.  Her mother and I met her in the recovery room, and took her home to bed.  She's &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; nauseated, but after several hours of sleeping, we've managed to get her to eat half a piece of bread and drink half a cup of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight, I'll be feeding her more toast and water, and she'll get another perkaset.  Then again at 6:00 AM.  Hopefully by late tomorrow morning she'll be feeling more like her old self, albeit with a (hopefully slight) tummy-ache.</content>
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