<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:36:12.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Own Personal Geek</title><subtitle type='html'>The mutterings of just another geek....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-115558908756566181</id><published>2006-08-14T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:58:07.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a test...please ignore me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, so I saw this in &lt;a href="http://www.nickstarr.com" rel="tag"&gt;Nick Starr's&lt;/a&gt; blog and thought I would give it a try.&amp;nbsp; It's a new web log client from Microsoft (yes I know...the evil emprire etc etc) called &lt;a href="http://download.microsoft.com/download/f/9/a/f9a19f2d-cec4-4a25-9b0b-eb9655ea7561/Writer.msi" target="_blank"&gt;Windows Live Writer&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So if you see this post...it works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-115558908756566181?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/115558908756566181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=115558908756566181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/115558908756566181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/115558908756566181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-just-testplease-ignore-me.html' title='I&apos;m just a test...please ignore me'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111652739059929109</id><published>2005-05-19T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:46:02.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's little absurditiies</title><content type='html'>A bumper sticker read "Hang up and drive!" with a illustration of a cellphone surrounded by the international 'do not' symbol.  This was on a car parked outside my son's school.  Obviously this person deeply cared about the welfare of others on the road.  Which makes it all the more absurd when I tell you that this car was parked in the middle of a crosswalk outside the school!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111652739059929109?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111652739059929109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111652739059929109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111652739059929109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111652739059929109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Hair.....</title><content type='html'>Okay, it has been nearly a week since I have written here, so there is a lot to catch up on.  This week has been all about hair, in one form or the other.  Hair you say?  Yes...good old human hair.  Here is what I mean.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Let's go back to last week.  Last Thursday I told the boys on Bullets that if they won every game this season (no loses, no ties) that I would shave my head.  That seemed to breathe new life into them as they crushed their opponent that night 5-0.  On Sunday we played that team again, but this time missing 3 of our top offensive players.  We still were able to keep the pressure on and won 1-0.  We were now 4-0 and I started to think it was possible I'd be bald before school vacation started!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Our next 'hair' story has to do with "The Amazing Race".  This week was the two hour finale of the season that my aunt and I had applied for.  I was sickened all season watching that disgusting "Sawks" fan "Boston Rob" of Survivor fame cheating and coniving his way around the globe.  Talk about an ugly American!  My family were all rooting for the husband and wife team of Uchenna and Joyce.  Uchenna had started the race bald, but along the way Joyce had to have all her hair cut off when she took part in an Indian ritual in order to win a "Fast Forward".  These two struggled with bad luck constantly but never quit trying.  They nearly missed winning because at the very end of the race they were begging for money to pay their cab fare to the finish line!  Suzie was in tears as the made it to the final carpet in time to hear Phil declare them the winners.  It's great to see honest, caring, hard working people win over lazy, manipulating, slackards like "Boston Rob".&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now we move onto Wednesday night.  I had dinner plans with my football buddies (Bill, Bob and Eugene) and decided to trim my beard before I left.  I started with the normal quarter inch setting that I usually used.  For some reason it didn't seem to be trimming the way I liked it, so I moved down to the eighth inch setting.  Now that was doing that job!  I made quick work of the beard and moved onto my mustache.  Well, I guess using the eigth inch setting wasn't the smartest thing to do on my mustache as on the first swipe it took away nearly my whole mustache.  As I stared at myself in the mirror and said "Oops!", I realized that I would now need to take off all my facial hair and proceeded to do so.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now we come full circle, back to the soccer team.  As the boys arrived last night for their game, they all noticed my missing 'hair'.  "Coach Bichler, I thought you weren't going to shave until after we won ALL of our games?"  I explained to them that I had meant the hair on top of my head and we went on with the game.  It turned into a very close game in which we had possesion of the ball nearly 65-70 percent of the time. Each side had some great opportunities with us having the best one.  One of our players had the ball, all to himself, standing directly in front of the goal, with no one including the goalkeeper within 5 yards of him.  He slowly, calmly kicked the ball and watched it sail wide right, completely missing the open net.  We had several other chances last night but none as open as that.  Even with the referee constanly making illogical calls and often not making any calls in dangerous situations, we managed to hold on for a scoreless tie.  As one of our players made his way off the field, he came over to me and said, "Well Coach Bichler, I guess you won't have to shave your hair off". &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111607763731088484?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111607763731088484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111607763731088484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111607763731088484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111607763731088484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/hair.html' title='Hair.....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111604560312841262</id><published>2005-05-14T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:40:03.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing new Blogger client</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in awhile, but I promise I'll try to catch up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111604560312841262?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111604560312841262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111604560312841262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111604560312841262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111604560312841262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/testing-new-blogger-client.html' title='Testing new Blogger client'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111589453242173149</id><published>2005-05-12T06:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T06:43:21.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, do I feel old....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2005/05/10/commentary/game_over/column_gaming/index.htm"&gt;Pac Man celebrates his 25th birthday - May. 10, 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111589453242173149?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111589453242173149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111589453242173149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111589453242173149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111589453242173149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/boy-do-i-feel-old.html' title='Boy, do I feel old....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111548808734959163</id><published>2005-05-07T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T13:48:07.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Jobs</title><content type='html'>The last two days have been a chance to catch up on a lot of little things that have been neglected in the last week.  Got the grocery order finished (we use &lt;a href="http://www.peapod.com"&gt;Peapod&lt;/a&gt;), do two weeks worth of laundry, have the roomba vacuum, wash some dishes, along with a million other little things.  I've even managed to find time for the kids to have play dates with some of there friends and help them get together things for Mothers Day.  Of course soccer has to encroach too, fields to open and close, games to plan for.  As lazy as I can be most of the time, I amaze myself about how much I can accomplish when I am motivated.  Of course now matter how much I do get done there still seems to be a huge list of things that don't get done.  Oh well, life has never been boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to find some time tonight to create another podcast.  Earlier this week I listed it on the various directories online in hopes of getting noticed.  It seems to have attracted a few more listeners, but I'll probably need to work a lot harder to keep them and expand that base.  I just wish I would get some kind of feedback about either that or these blogs.  I know people are reading/listening to them, but I don't know what they like/dislike about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't have time to write any more right now, still things to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111548808734959163?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111548808734959163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111548808734959163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111548808734959163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111548808734959163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/odd-jobs.html' title='Odd Jobs'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111538706155688346</id><published>2005-05-06T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T09:44:21.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum...another game another win....</title><content type='html'>Well, we finally got to play another game last night.  This was the game for week G, but was only our third game.  It almost didn't happen!  Two days ago the opposing coach, who had agreed to moving this game to a weeknight, called our head coach to say that he probably wouldn't have enough players.  Our coach convinced him that we'd rather play shorthanded too than to have to schedule yet another make up game.  He said he would be able to bring 10, so we agreed to play with 10.  When he showed up he only had 9 players and while we could have dropped down to 9, we felt it wasn't fair for our kids to have to sit more due to the poor planning of the other coach, so we stuck to our word and played 10.  We started out slowly as we shook the rust off and adjusted to playing with one less player.  The other team had a few opportunities until our kids realized that these guys were for real and weren't gonna just roll over and play dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally broke through for a goal about 10 minutes or so into the game.  North Hunterdon kept it close for the rest of the first half.  We finally broke through for a second goal just before the end of the half which helped ease a lot of tension on our sideline.  In the second half we really began to pull away as the other team wore down from their lack of players, the thickness of our grass and the size of our field.  We kept rolling players in and out so that no one was too tired.  When the final whistle blew we had a 5-0 victory and our second clean sheet of the season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest news happened on the parents side of the field however.  Our goalkeeper's mom had a severe asthamtic attack.  The fast action of a few of the parents (who included doctors, nurses, fellow asthma sufferers and other health care professionals) prevented an even worse situation.  The local rescue squad was called out to make sure she was okay, but she refused treatment and spent the rest of the game in her car.  The parents were also smart enough to screen most of the happenings from our goalkeeper so he didn't see what was going on while he played.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play this same team on Sunday and warned our kids that it likely won't go the same way, since they will have their full squad and we will be missing two of our key players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111538706155688346?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111538706155688346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111538706155688346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111538706155688346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111538706155688346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/ho-humanother-game-another-win.html' title='Ho Hum...another game another win....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111529557951813553</id><published>2005-05-05T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T08:19:39.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy es el Cinco de Mayo!</title><content type='html'>Funny how the independence day for one country is celebrated in another.  I mean, it's not like Canada celebrates the Fourth of July!  Oh well, time for us crazy Americans to celebrate with tacos, nachos and Margaritas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be doing my 'celebrating' a bit later this evening, as the Bullets have a game at 7:30 tonight.  We finally take on North Hunterdon in a game that has postponed once and nearly postponed again.  The team we are playing is currently mired in the bottom of our flight, not having won yet and only scoring two goals so far.  I'm hoping our boys can really open up and work off the rust since we haven't had any practices in awhile and only played in 2 games so far this season.  Whatever we do tonight, we have to remember that we are playing this same team again on Sunday at their place, so we don't want to rub it in if we do get ahead early.  We should have a full squad for tonight, since there are no baseball games to drag away our kids.  There is a possibility that the other team won't have a full squad and we may have to play down a few men to accommodate that.  I just hope that we can find enough playing time to keep everyone happy.  I also hope that our 'favorite' weeknight referee (Paul Baldassare) isn't working the game.  While I respect what Paul does as a fellow coach and board member, the games he officiates always degenerates into a brawl which does nothing for the kids and incites the parents and coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other soccer news, I spoke to our club president last night and he would like me to be the primary club evaluator for my son's team during the tryouts at the end of the month.  I wouldn't have to structure the drills etc, as there would be a trainer from United Soccer Academy there doing that and making the primary evaluations.  While I'm glad that Al is confident in my abilities to make judgments that affect our team, I'm concerned that I'll be able to keep up and be totally objective when judging kids I know both on and off the field all year long.  I'm sure I'll manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,  things at home are changing day by day.  For whatever reason Suzie has been snoring a whole lot less.  It is almost non existent now, sometimes to the degree that I have to make sure she is really there!  Of course, just after I told her this yesterday, last night was a snore-a-palooza!  Must be allergies etc.  She has also been in a very chipper mood lately.  I think the fact that things at work have finally calmed down for her now that they have an extra staffer and her boss is back full time just make things that much easier for her.  It also means she doesn't come home from the office all stressed out.  Now if I could just get the kids to stop their incessant whining, crying and back talk things might actually be enjoyable at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from my parents within the last week.  It sounds like Mom and Dad are enjoying all there new found wealth and leisure time.  Dad bought a new digital camera that he hopes to be able to take extreme closeups with and mom finally got the Murphy bed she has been longing for.  The have also planned a trip to see 'us' and while they are here, all their dancing friends and their favorite slots in Atlantic City.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard from my sister.  She is dropping her unlimited long distance since it is costing them more than they can afford right now.  I know what they are going through with Mike being out of work along with all the expenses of a newborn.  It's hard with  them being so far away, there is so much we could do to help them if they were closer but that just isn't the case.  Oh well, C'est la vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note about my relatives, I got an e-mail from my Aunt Lynn in Michigan.  It seems that she left a pot of wax on the stove (don't ask me why) and forgot about it.  By the time she had realized it a small fire had broken out.  Foolishly she tried to pour water on it...which just made it worse.  But even more dangerously and foolishly she then proceeded to get her menagerie of pets out of the house and call her husband BEFORE she called 911!  I'm sure my fathers head was exploding when he heard about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough babbling for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111529557951813553?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111529557951813553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111529557951813553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111529557951813553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111529557951813553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoy-es-el-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Hoy es el Cinco de Mayo!'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111504015266467775</id><published>2005-05-02T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T09:22:32.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In other news</title><content type='html'>You may have noticed advertisements have appeared on the right hand side of my blog.  That is not by accident nor is it put there by the company that allows me to do these blogs.  I've put them there in an attempt to make a little (I can't stress the word little enough) money.  They are run by Google and are supposed to be keyed to the information in my blogs.  For example, if I talk about baseball or soccer, you might see some sporting goods ads.  If you should find any of the advertisements in an area of your interest, I would possibly make a few pennies when you click on them.  So far I have already made a whopping thirteen cents!  Woooohoooo!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to stress here is that you only click on the links you really have an interest in seeing, any money I get from this is not going to be much anyway, so don't feel you need to click on things just to make me wealthy!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111504015266467775?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111504015266467775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111504015266467775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111504015266467775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111504015266467775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-other-news.html' title='In other news'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111503980161370400</id><published>2005-05-02T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T09:16:41.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Since the last episode...</title><content type='html'>I seem to be falling further and further behind with my blog and with my podcasts.  I'm gonna try and force myself to do at least one of them each day.  Today is the blogs turn.  Here in a nutshell is what has happened since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:  Steven visited the nurse at school, trying to get out early.  We nipped that in the bud. When I picked up the kids, Sara was actually in much worse shape.  They both had colds and hacked the rest of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night was a soccer club meeting.  This one proceeded as the most others do, with the normal nonsense at every turn.  I did my best to keep quiet and not raise a ruckus, in fact I succeeded!  One of the interesting things I found out that night was that Al (our president) had scheduled the tryouts for the same days (May 23-26) that my parents would be visiting.  With Sara also trying out this season we will be there everynight with at least one of the kids.  Oh well, so much for spending time with my parents!  It will probably be okay anyway since they have lots of other things to do while they are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  Today's call came from the nurse at Sara's school.  Honestly I was happy she even tried to go to school, since she sounded so bad in the morning.  I left work around noon, ran home to pick up some documents for work then went to Sara's school to pick her up.  On the way to my office to drop off those papers, Sara said she was hungry and asked if we could go to IHOP.  Oh well, I guess she wasn't as sick as we thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening we had our pizza by the TV while we caught up on The Amazing Race.  I am stilled awed and amazed by the older couple, Gretchen and Meredith.  They have such spunk and even when all seems lost they keep plugging away.  They have now survived several legs without their possessions, along with all the other problems they have faced.  They have now gone 2 weeks longer than any other team their age and are in the final four with a reasonable chance to make the final 3 since the team that finished last this past week (The Ex-POW and the beauty queen) will have to start the next leg with no money or possessions.  Speaking of the beauty queen, I am still in amazement at her statement to Ron, the former POW in Iraq, that he purposely was captured in order to get out of his commitment to the military!  I think she will rue those words as she goes thru life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:  Today brought us another chapter in the wonderfully wacky world of the Webers.  My in-laws truly do put the 'fun' in dysfunctional.  Another family wedding, that my children the cousins of the groom, were not invited to even though there were other children there of an even younger age.  What really galled me about this was the other people who were invited.  Why does the father in law of the grooms uncle need to be there? Why does he need to bring a date?  Wait, why do TWO father in laws of uncles of the groom need to be there!  I'm so sick of the nonsense this family pulls, whether it be with the trust funds, family photos or just the lack of respect shown to eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:  Steven barely slept due to his cold which presented us with a big problem.  The soccer team was scheduled to play at 11:30 that morning and it was a cool, foggy, misty morning and we only had 12 players who could make the game.  If I kept Steven home they would have had to play the entire game with no substitutes.  So I got him dressed and told him and the head coach that he would be an emergency substitute, only going in if someone got hurt, etc.  He wasn't too happy about that, he wanted to start!  So anyway, we get packed and just start pulling out of the driveway to head down to our opponents field when my cell phone rings.  It's our head coach saying that the other team had cancelled due to poor field conditions.  They were about 1 1/2 late in doing so, which has us thinking of asking for a foreit.  At least Steven didn't have to play in the mist.  By the end of the day both kids sounded much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111503980161370400?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111503980161370400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111503980161370400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111503980161370400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111503980161370400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/05/since-last-episode.html' title='Since the last episode...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111469453366178821</id><published>2005-04-28T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T09:22:13.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile, back at the ranch....</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's been a few days since the last report.  Here is what's going on in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:  Steven had goalkeeper practice and I was supposed to run a optional practice for the rest of the team.  I really didn't want to and was lucky when only 2 kids showed.  I sent them packing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:  I got a box of chocolates from the temp company I'm employed by, for Administrative Professionals Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family took a walk/ride in Spring Lake park.  It was Sara's first time out riding w/o training wheels on her bike.  A few skinned knees and tears later we went home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted my latest podcast, a few days after recording it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:  Got Jean's wireless laptop connecting to her new router.  Sounds like she is good to go now!  (Don't forget the antivirus!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111469453366178821?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111469453366178821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111469453366178821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111469453366178821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111469453366178821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/meanwhile-back-at-ranch.html' title='Meanwhile, back at the ranch....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111443309457424646</id><published>2005-04-25T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T14:34:59.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend wrapup</title><content type='html'>What a great weekend. No, I really mean that! I had a very productive few days. While most people wish their weekends were longer just so they don't have to go to work, I wish this weekend had been longer just so I could have done a few more things! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with Friday afternoon/evening. I finally put all the pieces together and created and posted my first real podcast. If you don't know what a podcast is, WAKE UP! There have been articles on the New York Times, USA Today and dozens of other major periodicals along with reports on CNN and the BBC. Okay, so you still don't know what it is? It's basically a homegrown 'radio' show in the form of an mp3 file. I know what you are saying, this is just 'internet radio'. No, this is nothing like that. Most 'internet radio' is streamed, whereas this is a file you can download to any mp3 player, hardware or software based. The real neat thing about this is you don't have to manually go and download them. There is a piece of software that automatically does it for you every time there is a new episode of one of your preselected shows. This makes it all work like an audio version of TiVo! There are currently more than 5000 shows you can choose from, on topics ranging from religion to wine, sports to music, technology to sexual practices. With new podcasts starting everyday, if there isn't already something you will enjoy chances are there will be soon! Anyway, my podcast is called the "Ordinary Average Guy Podcast". You can listen to it by clicking on a link from my other blog at http://oagpodcast.blogspot.com if you like it and would prefer to 'subscribe' to it, let me know and I'll help you set it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back to my weekend. Saturday was a little more quiet. I got all the laundry done, did a few sinks full of dishes, got the kids to clean their rooms and even got the Roomba working and sucking up dirt all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the big day. Soccer! &lt;a href="http://www.soplfdsoccerclub.com/bullets.html"&gt;Steven's team&lt;/a&gt; was playing their archrivals (with whom they tied for first place in the fall), the &lt;a href="http://www.franklinsoccer.com/warriors"&gt;Franklin Warriors &lt;/a&gt;and we had to do it without our headcoach. That left me in charge. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the field at about 2:15 for a 3:00 start. We had brought Shane, our goalkeeper with us since his brother was having a first communion party. Soon other players starting showing up, a few of them in the wrong uniform! As I started sorting that out, our leading scorer arrived with no cleats! He was dejected because he knew without them he couldn't play. We made a few quick phone calls and got hold of the mother who was already on her way back to get the right jersey for her son and had her pick up cleats for Ryan. Neverless, we had to start the game without him and one of the other boys who didn't have the right jersey. It was a close game. The other team had lots of opportunities but our defense rose to the occasion and the few shots they did let through Shane smothered. With about 5 minutes to go in the first half the cleats and jersey arrived (thanks again much again Tracey) and I got both boys in finally. They used those last 5 minutes to 'warm up' and the half ended in a scoreless draw. The second half was a lot more evenly matched, both sides had chances and finally one of ours went thru/over/under I don't remember the opposing goalkeeper and Ryan tapped it in for the goal. The boys were ecstatic and Ryan kept yelling "I love you Mrs. Lundy" to the mother who got his cleats. We held on for the win 1-0 and everyone went home happy. We decided to have a celebratory dinner at the "Outback Steakhouse". I then came home to a nice glass of wine and a relaxing evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Monday morning and I feel like I still have (and could do) a million more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I better get started with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.franklinsoccer.com/warriors/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111443309457424646?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111443309457424646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111443309457424646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111443309457424646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111443309457424646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/weekend-wrapup.html' title='Weekend wrapup'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111417987299143799</id><published>2005-04-22T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T10:24:32.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does he get such wonderful toys!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've already done a lot of leg work in my quest to become a podcaster (not sure what that is?  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Podcasting"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;). I've tried different combinations of sound cards, headsets, microphones and machines. But I think I have finally found the best setup for what I want to do. Last weekend while beginning to clean out my grandmothers place, I came across a RadioShack microphone and stand. I brought that home with me and tried using it with the sound cards on both my desktop and laptop with varying degrees of success. When I finally discovered that the line in on my PC was the best connection I had (the mic input suffered from horrible electrical noise), I decided to purchase a mixer. Of course being the impatient little boy that I am, I couldn't wait to order one online (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0002JF5CM/ref=ase_franidrathn04-20/002-2379013-1363256?v=glance"&gt;like this one&lt;/a&gt;) , so instead I ran out to RadioShack and found &lt;a href="http://www.radioshack.com/product.asp?catalog%5Fname=CTLG&amp;category%5Fname=CTLG%5F007%5F008%5F004%5F000&amp;amp;product%5Fid=32%2D2057"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; little beauty on sale. I hooked it all up with my iPod as an input and using the microphone from Illinois and it works WONDERFULLY! Now all I need to do is find the time to make my first cast.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111417987299143799?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111417987299143799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111417987299143799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111417987299143799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111417987299143799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-does-he-get-such-wonderful-toys.html' title='Where does he get such wonderful toys!!!!'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111404616324358670</id><published>2005-04-20T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:16:03.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life...Back to reality</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a few days. The flight back on Monday went well, even if I did have to spend 3 or 4 hours in wonderful O'Hare Airport. I was shocked to find that you couldn't beg borrow or steal a wireless connection inside O'Hare, especially considering the huge amount of business travelers that go thru there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get back in the swing of things and spend as much time at work as possible, since I can only work 4 hours each on Thursday and Friday due to parent teacher conferences. Both kids got their report cards this week. Sara got all "P's" while Steven just missed making High Honor Roll for the third straight marking period due to an 87 in art class. All in all good reports all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work with the soccer club has picked up again, as more coaches try to reschedule games lost to rain etc. Also, Al told me he would not be there for this Sunday's game against our fiercest rivals, with whom we tied for first place last season. Oh and by the way, I won't have my leading scorer for at least the first half and my goalkeeper may not show either, along with one other substitute! OMG! Welcome back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111404616324358670?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111404616324358670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111404616324358670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111404616324358670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111404616324358670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-lifeback-to-reality.html' title='Back to life...Back to reality'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111382567759247804</id><published>2005-04-18T07:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T08:01:17.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..That we here highly resolve these dead shall not have died in vain....</title><content type='html'>Beth and I awoke yesterday and started the long drive down to Rosamond. Michael decided to stay awake for this trip which had Beth hopping back and forth from the front seat to the back. But for the most part he remained a happy content baby. The roads were fairly empty with it being open highway and interstate for nearly 2/3 of the trip down there. The last 50 miles or so were much more rural, but beautiful. It was a warm sunny day, the kind of weather you don't mind driving hundreds of miles in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole way Beth was concerned that the directions Bob had given us would confuse Kim and that she would have problems finding her way. Of course this didn't seem like much of a problem to Beth the day before when I suggested we meet Kim and have her follow me, but that's another story.. ;-) . Needless to say, after we wound our way through Pana, drove past another cemetery (That MUST be it, Bob's directions are just wrong) and found our way up the hill to the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;q=lincoln+statue+rosamond+cemetery&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;cemetery&lt;/a&gt;, Kim and family were there waiting for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter John, a distant relative who lives in the area and had actually dug my grandmothers grave arrived. We talked about the cemetery, the family history and enjoyed the wonderful sunshine. Michael enjoyed laying on a blanket in the warm air under a shady tree, the same tree that Grandma and someday Hank would be buried under. It looked over a farmer's field and the vast Illinois plain below. From here all the world seemed at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and his wife Shirley arrived next, trailed by Karen and her husband Rudy who I discovered is from Central New Jersey originally (Cranford and Freehold). I helped Bob bring over the box containing Grandma's remains and the marble box that they would be buried in. Soon everyone gathered around for a few more words, another tune from Beth on the violin and our final goodbyes. I don't think there was one person there who didn't shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then slowly drifted away from the side of the grave and milled around a bit more. Karen told us she had a picture of "Grandpa Winters" (I'm not sure if this was Grandma's father or grandfather) and wondered if anyone wanted to see it. Beth went right over to it while Kim and I talked some more. Then Beth hurriedly called me over to the back of Karen's car to see the portrait. As I turned the corner at the back bumper I was confronted with what seemed to be me, albeit with a long Smith Brothers style beard. The family resemblance was striking and humbling all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to drive to Decatur to have lunch at the Crackerbarrel restaurant there. Rudy unexpectedly picked up the check and then we all departed for our long drive 'home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111382567759247804?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111382567759247804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111382567759247804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111382567759247804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111382567759247804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/that-we-here-highly-resolve-these-dead.html' title='..That we here highly resolve these dead shall not have died in vain....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111373778361918578</id><published>2005-04-17T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:38:02.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels like raindrops falling from my eyes...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was another very long emotional day. The morning passed by very slowly, I woke up around 5:30 to the sounds of a baby crying. It was my nephew Michael in the next room. He was the first of many people to be crying yesterday, yet his was for a much different reason than the rest of us. He was just hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having breakfast, I came back to my room for a chance to catch up on emails and take a short nap. Then it was time to prepare for the funeral. We got everything together and met some of the family at Uncle Hank's place. My cousin Kim was there, with her mom Mavis (Hank's favorite first ex-wife) and Kim's three daughters (Erica, Jordin and Tawni). Also there were Hank's cousin Lola (Aunt May's daughter) and cousin Bob(Uncle Bob's eldest son) who was going to lead the service. We then proceeded to the funeral home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside Kim was overcome with grief. At first she didn't even want to go into the room where Grandma's ashes were. I talked to her, comforted her, hugged her. Considering I hardly knew her and hadn't seen her in 27 years I seemed to do okay. Shortly thereafter she joined the rest of us in the room. We looked over snapshots of grandma's life. Smelled the beautiful flowers that people had sent and just tried to figure out everything that was going on. Soon, other family and friends started coming in. Quite a few of Hank's cousins attended and even some of their grown children. It was nice meeting or in some cases remeeting some of them and sharing with them how our lives had progressed. Others to come included some folks from town, who either knew Hank or Grandma and several nurses and home health aides who had helped Grandma through those rough last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Beth started playing violin and before we knew it the service was beginning. Bob planned a lovely service that talked about what a wonderful life Grandma had and how she had shared it with all those that came into her life. We sang several of her favorite hymns including 'In The Garden', which was particularly appropriate since she loved her garden so much. A few cousins got up and talked about 'Aunt Liz' and how much positive impact she had on their lives. One of them read an eulogy written by Fred (my natural father), that told stories of growing up and how much love she had for her family. Finally Beth and the organist played Happy Trails (although maybe not as jauntily as Grandma would have wanted it) and the service was over. We all shed a tear or two and a laugh or two during the service, but now it was time to move on to the next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma wanted everyone who attended to have a dinner at her favorite local Italian restaurant, Verucchi's in Spring Valley. I think there were about 25 of us there, for an afternoon buffet. The food wasn't the best, but we were all starving so we ate like pigs! I had a glass of wine with dinner which I enjoyed thoroughly. When we were done we said our goodbyes to most of the relatives and headed back to our hotel, to get a little rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to my room I laid down on the bed and before I knew it, it was nearly 6pm. That was the time that Beth and I had agreed to meet Hank and his family again to go through Grandma's and start cleaning it out. I stumbled out the door and met Beth and Michael downstairs for the quick ride to Granville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through lots of pictures and other mementos, cleaned the food out of the kitchen and barely made a dent in things. We each took a few things that had some meaning for us and barely got out of there before 8:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, Beth and I found out more about why there was such animosity between Hank and Kim.  I won't get into it here, but suffice it to say the tears shed today weren't just for grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and I stopped on the way back to the hotel for a quick bite to eat (McDonalds AGAIN) and settled in for the night. We both knew that as long as this day was, the next would be even longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111373778361918578?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111373778361918578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111373778361918578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111373778361918578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111373778361918578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-feels-like-raindrops-falling-from.html' title='It feels like raindrops falling from my eyes...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111365834723544225</id><published>2005-04-16T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T09:32:27.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Death in the Midwest</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was a busy day. I woke up early to get on a plane to Chicago. The flight was rather non eventful, we even arrived about 30 minutes early. My sisters flight was right on time. We got all of our bags, laptops, musical instruments, baby stuff etc and took the bus to the Avis rental center. We got a Chevy Impala (why the hell do they put the ignition there?!?!?) and got on our way to Peru. Once we got off of I-55 and onto I-80 we found a Wendy's for lunch (it was after 3:00 EDT) and used the drive thru, since Michael was STILL sleeping and Beth didn't want to wake him. Around 3:00pm CDT we found the hotel and checked in. Beth wanted to give Michael a chance to stretch out, since he had been in his car seat all day, before we called Uncle Hank and his clan. I tool the time to get my laptop working and Skype home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour, Beth called Hank, Kim and Mavis and it was decided that we would all meet for dinner around 5:15, just 3 hours after we ate lunch. To make things worse, they wanted to eat McDonalds. So, we got our stuff together and worked our way over to Spring Valley. Hank looks the same, just a little grayer. Mavis and Kim both look much older, but then again I haven't seen them in 27 years. Kim has three beautiful daughters aged 13, 15 and 21 I believe. We had a nice chat all about our lives and of course our big trip with Grandma in the van. We all remembered a few things that some of us had forgotten and had a great time. I'm sure the employees were wondering if we were ever going to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got back into our cars we found out how much bitterness still existed between Kim and Hank, due mostly to the fact that Kim's daughters are bi-racial. It' sad to see such hurt in people's eyes at a time like this, but this is nothing new for them. It has been this way for as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting back to the hotel, Beth and Michael went to bed around 8:00pm CDT and I decided to see if I could find somewhere to go. On the way into the hotel, we saw two Mexican restaurants. One was across the parking lot from the hotel and the other was called "Mi Margarita". I figured one of them had to have a bar, so I walked over the closer one first and peered into the windows. No bar there. Then I went back to the front desk and asked them what bars were in the area. They said "Well, there's Appleby's or the SuperBowl" which was a bowling alley across the street. I decided to hop in my car and drive the short distance to Appleby's. It was very busy, but of course, not much going on at the bar. So, I remarked to the barmaid how bizarre it was that there weren't any other bars around here. She told me about a local place (Lou's LaGrotta) that she used to work at that was more down in the town. Now THAT was the place to be! Mugs of Sam Adams for $2!!! I had 2 or 3 beers, listened to the locals talk about their lives etc and then headed back to the motel room. After a quick stop at the Steak and Shake (yup, time for one more burger!) I settled into my room for the night around 10:15pm CDT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, will be another busy day and I'll try to write about that tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111365834723544225?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111365834723544225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111365834723544225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111365834723544225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111365834723544225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-and-death-in-midwest.html' title='Life and Death in the Midwest'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111348177432405535</id><published>2005-04-14T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T08:33:18.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody must get.......sick</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I haven't been keeping up to date with this, but it's been just another wonderful week around the Bichler homestead. As I mentioned in the "weekend catchup", Steven and Sara were both sick, which meant only one thing, Suzie and I got sick during the week. I started with horrible stomach cramps Monday night into Tuesday morning. Spent all day Tuesday either napping or on the couch with my laptop and TV. Suzie got sick yesterday and is just recovering from it now. Now we are scrambling around trying to get things taken care of before I leave tomorrow for Illinois. I electronically filed our federal income tax return last night, but due to the 2 k-1 forms from Suzie's family, we had to print out our state return. Got that signed this morning and now Suzie is preparing it for the post office later today. Of course at the same time I am trying to get all the laundry done so I have clean clothes for my trip. Also tried to get together some of the other things I'll need for my trip (hotel confirmation, flight info for my sisters flight, rental car info etc) ready ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other things going on around here. The grandfather of one of the more talented players on Steven's soccer team was found dead in the lake of a local park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nj.com/search/index.ssf?/base/news-5/1113369281193520.xml?starledger?nmx"&gt;News account in local paper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/starledger/LegacySubPage2.asp?Page=LifeStory&amp;amp;PersonId=3415967"&gt;Obituary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very sad story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime Suzie is scheduled to work this weekend while I'm away. None of her nieces and nephews are able to help out (no surprise there, they never seem to be able to help out), with the exception of Shawn for a short period of time on Saturday afternoon. She has talked to the high school student next door who also can only watch them for periods of time, since he has previous engagements for sports. I'm not sure what she is going to do the rest of the time. We have talked about several different possibilities, but she hasn't followed up on any of them. I'm afraid that she is going to wait until Friday night and then be unable to find someone to help her. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to work. I'll try to make a better effort to keep this up. I'm told there is high speed internet access in the hotel we're staying in, so that shouldn't be an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111348177432405535?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111348177432405535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111348177432405535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111348177432405535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111348177432405535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/everybody-must-getsick.html' title='Everybody must get.......sick'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111322372074639459</id><published>2005-04-11T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T09:27:42.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Catchup</title><content type='html'>I was really kept busy yesterday. Lots of things going on. More emptying of crap from the basement. We kept bringing stuff out as people would come and take stuff. It's always amazing how many people drive around looking for things the week of bulk pickup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course soccer had to find it's way into my day. Even though Steven's team was off, I was needed down at the field more than once. Once the referee thought the goals weren't sturdy enough, so I needed to get sandbags from our main complex. The other time the referee thought the lines weren't clear enough, so we had to repaint the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last major accomplishment was our income taxes. Finally got through 99% of them. Still waiting for a few numbers to trickle in, but it looks good as of now. I'm just glad I will be able to send them out before I leave for Illinois on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we had a nice big roast beef dinner, with roast potatos and fresh string beans..mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's how the weekend ended.  More later about today's happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I forgot to mention how Saturday night ended...with my daughter getting sick several times in the hallway on her way to the bathroom.  Lots of late night fun in the Bichler house!  wooohooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111322372074639459?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111322372074639459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111322372074639459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111322372074639459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111322372074639459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/weekend-catchup.html' title='Weekend Catchup'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111309782317251831</id><published>2005-04-09T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:50:23.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>Tonight was the night for our monthly bowling league.  I wasn't there last month, since I was in Florida for spring training, so I was really looking forward to this.  Our two partners weren't there tonight, they were in New Orleans, so it was just me and Suzie.  I bowled at 135 in the first game (my average was 128 coming into tonight) and we lost by 12 pins.  The second game I bowled a 170 (5 pins off my all time high) and we lost by four pins.  The last game I bowled horrible (a 119) and we lost by a bunch.  So all in all we lost all 7 points for the night.  A real bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111309782317251831?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111309782317251831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111309782317251831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111309782317251831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111309782317251831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111305538060000006</id><published>2005-04-09T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T10:03:00.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy day/weekend ahead...</title><content type='html'>Lots of things to do this weekend...And it appears the weather has taken a turn for the better! According to most forecasts there is no rain in the foreseeable future. This will help us a lot today as we start putting out some things for bulk pickup this week. Time to get rid of more junk! Wooohooo! Maybe sometime our basement will be clear of clutter....Oh who am I kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to start working on the taxes this weekend, now that we have some preliminary numbers in from Suzie's family. I'm sure this won't be easy. Maybe I can even do it on the laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course soccer is still on the menu, even though Steven's team won't be playing. I need to go down to our main field just after lunch and learn how to replace a sprinkler head and possibly line the fields. Also, tomorrow I need to make myself available at our alternate fields to help erect some temporary goals etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one bit of fun will be tonight when Suzie and I go bowling. Of course that will be somewhat tempered by our partners not being there along with some of our other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't make any entries yesterday, but I was home with a sick child (Steven, stomach) and took the chance to take a nap or two and catch up on a few things around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111305538060000006?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111305538060000006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111305538060000006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111305538060000006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111305538060000006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy-dayweekend-ahead_09.html' title='Busy day/weekend ahead...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111287864098949060</id><published>2005-04-07T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T08:57:56.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Into every life a little rain must fall...</title><content type='html'>It's been a rough stretch here lately. Between Suzie's aunt, her old next door neighbor and now my grandmother passing away within the last few weeks, things have been rather somber around here. The news only seems to get worse and worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother in Florida has Alzheimer's disease which is rapidly progressing. This has necessitated moving her and my grandfather into a the assisted living portion of the place they live at. This has been very rough on everyone, as it is the second time they will be moving in less than a year. My Aunt Jean has borne most of the brunt of this and has done it willingly. My mother and father have tried to help out as much as they can, but until now they have had lots of things occupying their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have gotten news that Sue's sister in law Sally has been in the intensive care unit since Monday due to some breathing problems. No one in her family seems to know what is going on, they are all more interested in their 'numbers' for the tax man. Maybe all of this will finally convince them to get a third party to handle all that nonsense, but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other depressing news, we are supposed to get another inch or more of rain starting tonight and into tomorrow. There has been a lot of flooding in all the normal areas of the state already (Wayne etc) and now they will have to deal with more. Thank goodness I have a dry basement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough for now.  Time to get back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111287864098949060?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111287864098949060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111287864098949060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111287864098949060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111287864098949060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/into-every-life-little-rain-must-fall.html' title='Into every life a little rain must fall...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111283100354668758</id><published>2005-04-06T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:43:23.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things...</title><content type='html'>The kids and I were out to dinner tonight when Sara turns to me and says, "Dad, we have a bad last name". I asked her what she meant. She said "Well, when people say our name wrong they say BITCHler". I tried to explain to her that there was nothing wrong with our name, just that sometimes people mispronounced it. She didn't want to hear that, she just wanted to keep saying BITCHler! &lt;sigh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111283100354668758?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111283100354668758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111283100354668758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111283100354668758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111283100354668758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111280836263915900</id><published>2005-04-06T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:26:02.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All this for a salad !?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would try the local Saladbowl for lunch today, thinking they may have wifi access for my laptop. I cruised the parking lot with my laptop on and Network Stumbler running looking for a open connection and a parking spot. The connection looked promising, finding a parking space was another thing. I finally gave up trying to find a close spot and took the first open one I could find, a short walk away. When I got to the store, the line was nearly out the door. I figured this would be a good time to try and log onto the access point. I had a strong signal but couldn't connect. After waiting and not moving for what seemed like 10 minutes (but was probably closer to 2 or 3), I gave up and went back to the car. A short time later I stopped at the local SubWay and lo and behold they had an open access point (or someone near them did) and I was able to enjoy lunch and my laptop at the same time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111280836263915900?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111280836263915900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111280836263915900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111280836263915900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111280836263915900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-this-for-salad.html' title='All this for a salad !?!?!?!'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111278355926851810</id><published>2005-04-06T06:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:32:39.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another sleepy morning...</title><content type='html'>Just waking up from another sleepless night. I tried to go to bed earlier than normal last night, but it just seemed to make things worse. First Suzie was watching the news in bed which for some reason was distracting me. Then I woke up several times and tossed and turned in between due to the snoring. Now I'm finally up, but feel like I never went to sleep. Oh well, just another day. I'm letting Steven sleep a little longer since he doesn't have to compete with Sara this morning for bathroom time etc, but I need to get him up soon. I just wanted a chance to make another post here, so I can try to keep up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111278355926851810?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111278355926851810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111278355926851810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111278355926851810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111278355926851810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-sleepy-morning.html' title='Another sleepy morning...'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11953614.post-111274415816372311</id><published>2005-04-05T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:42:50.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again....</title><content type='html'>Well folks, I've kinda tried this before in a sort of test bed and never seemed to have enough time to do anything with it. That was before two things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is finding how ridiculously simple this web site is. Even I can make something that looks like I spend lots of time on without actually doing that. As a geek I don't usually have a problem with technical things, but when it comes to style.... Well lets just say I'm a little challenged. Blogger makes it easy for anyone to make things look just the way you like but still make it simple for those who are less capable of making things look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is my wonderful new laptop that I purchased with monies gifted to me by my parents. I've always wanted one and now with my wireless connection, comfy sectional couch/recliner and HDTV I can really make use of it. Thank you again to Mom &amp; Dad for making that happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much I will really update this.  I'd like to keep it updated as much as possible, but sometimes life just gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11953614-111274415816372311?l=yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/111274415816372311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11953614&amp;postID=111274415816372311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111274415816372311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11953614/posts/default/111274415816372311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourownpersonalgeek.blogspot.com/2005/04/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again....'/><author><name>yourownpersonalgeek@gmail.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dtkp7ygBVvw/SUcmGGedSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/wq2O04neQjk/S220/User_5294_thumb_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
