We all remember the entertaining and earworming badge, badger flash animation. This is what happens when someone drops mushrooms, mushrooms and takes the badgers to a rave.

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YouÂ’re sitting at work doing your job. Your supervisor comes up to you and says you have an important phone call you have to take right now in their office. Knowing it must be an emergency to pull you away from a customer, you rush to the phone. Upon answering you hear that your 5 month old baby is being rushed to the hospital because they arenÂ’t breathing and you need to get there quick. ThatÂ’s exactly what happened to one of the employees at work today.

This poor girl in her early twenties lost her baby this morning. She had taken it to the sitter while she went to work. The sitter had laid the baby down for a nap and when she went to check on him, he wasnÂ’t breathing. When the baby arrived at the hospital, he was declared dead.

Her baby was everything to her. She made her life around it. When she started working for my company she was pregnant with the child. Every day she would talk about her son and bring in pictures to show everyone. Just yesterday she brought in a calendar for 2007 she had made up filled with pictures of the boy. Like any mother she loved the boy with her whole heart, and he in return made her the happiest woman I had ever met. I donÂ’t know how or even if she is going to cope with this kind of loss.

She didnÂ’t work directly for me, but she did do some work for me in my old position. I feel bad for her loss and the death of the child. I fear that the death of her child will destroy her bright and positive disposition. Her positive outlook on life and her friendly warmth will be gone forever. My imagination isnÂ’t strong enough to even comprehend what it might be like to lose a child. IÂ’ve never been in that position and I hope that I never will.

Now if youÂ’ll excuse me, I need to go give Clone a hug. The baby and Clone have the same first name. IÂ’m feeling awfully parental right now.

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1 Oh God, how awful...

They will both be in my prayers.

What a tragedy.

Posted by: Richmond at December 15, 2006 05:14 PM (e8QFP)

2 Oh my. I can't even imagine. I know prayers won't do any good, but she has them anyway. May she find the strength somehow to get through this.

Posted by: Teresa at December 15, 2006 05:53 PM (gsbs5)

3 A parent's worst nighmare. May her strength and friends pull her through. Sending prayers her way also.

Posted by: sticks at December 15, 2006 06:23 PM (5H+a0)

4 Unimaginable.

Yeah, hug that beautiful boy of yours, and we'll keep her in our thoughts and prayers.

Posted by: Tammi at December 15, 2006 06:58 PM (3UQTn)

5 my heart goes out to her. I'll be praying for her tonight.

Posted by: caltechgirl at December 15, 2006 10:51 PM (r0kgl)

6 Definitely a prayer for her. And I'm going to hug my boys as well.

Posted by: vw bug at December 16, 2006 11:59 AM (ZbLU8)

7 What can one say at a time like that? I'm sorry for her loss. :-(

*going to hug my kids now*

Posted by: Wes at December 16, 2006 07:54 PM (+waxI)

8 A dear friend of mine at work lost his son to SIDS, 16 years ago this coming March. We were all devastated... Nobody knew what to do. there is nothign you CAN do. I think of that baby every March... every single March and have since the day he died and I attended his funeral. He would have been 17 this year.

I am so sorry for her loss... it is something I cannot begin to imagine and the thought is asphyxiating.

Posted by: Bou at December 16, 2006 10:12 PM (iHxT3)

9 that is so sad; especially this time of the year! I am praying for the young woman that worked with you & hope that GOD will comfort her in this horrible time.
I am a mother of 5 children; 2 are mine and 3 are mine by marriage & I can't imagine losing any of them. Please pass my condolences to this young mother; I know that we aren't meant to understand WHY these things happen; but I have to believe in my Heart that GOD has a master plan & we will all play a small part.

My heart is breaking for her.

Posted by: Michelle at December 19, 2006 12:48 PM (Lu1Jf)

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Yesterday I bought lunch for my employees as an appreciation for all of their hard work. I let them decide where we would get lunch. Of course getting 18 people to agree on anything takes a minor miracle. After much debate, some mediation and finally my drawing a circle in the parking lot and letting two of them fight it out with staffs, they decided on a local Bar-B-Que joint.

When I called the restaurant two weeks ago to order the food, they where very helpful by assisting me place my order. They asked how many people I was feeding, asked me what I wanted. I went with pulled pork, rib tips, coleslaw, potato salad and cornbread muffins. They then helped me determine how much of each I would need. Everything sounded great over the phone.

Yesterday I went and picked it up. After I paid for the food, they brought out a huge bag with three large foil pans. I knew I had too much food, there was no way my team was going to eat all of that. Then the lady told me there was more. I ended up having to have two of their employees help me carry it all out to the truck. I had 10 pounds of tips, 8 pounds of pulled pork, 3 quarts of coleslaw, 3 quarts of potato salad and 24 cornbread muffins. Yea, there was no way they were going to eat all of that.

Out of all the people eating, I was the only guy. 18 women are not going to eat close to a pound of meat each. That would be enough food if I were having 10 guys over for an all day football festÂ… maybe. That meant there was a ton of left over food. I offered it to my peers, to my bosses, to my bossÂ’s peers, to the secretaries in the front office, security, etc. I still had at least 8 pounds of left over meat, and at least one quart each of coleslaw and potato salad. Since I was the one that ordered it, I got to take it home.

Now as you all may remember, I loves me some good bar-b-que. This, however, is not good bar-b-que. DonÂ’t get me wrong, it tasted just fine. Actually the pulled pork was excellent, but this is nothing like the homemade stuff I make or some of those mom and pop rib shacks IÂ’ve visited. The tips were kind of tough and the sauce was a little on the weak side. Now donÂ’t get me wrong, that doesnÂ’t mean IÂ’m not going to eat it. It just means that IÂ’ve had much better.

For two nights now weÂ’ve been eating on bar-b-que pork. They boys are happy, IÂ’m happy; Ktreva really could live with out the new and strange body odors that are emitting from us. Now if youÂ’ll excuse me, I need to go hose the sauce off of the keyboard. Typing and shoving rib tips in my mouth at the same time is kind of messy.

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Tonight we are on the last of the Tommyknocker beers. Luck of the draw had me saving the worst for the last. Tonight we had the Pick Axe Pale Ale. As many of you may remember, IÂ’m not a huge fan of Pale Ales.

The standard brown bottle is once again the delivery system of choice. On the front we have two Tommyknocker elves mining with a really over sized pickaxe. The back label has a brief description of the beer again with the history of Tommyknockers and the dating system. According to the date, this beer goes skunky tomorrow. IÂ’m really cutting it close.

When poured into the glass you have a healthy looking beer with a nice cloudy bronze color to it. There was about a quarter inch of a head that lasted until the beer was gone and left lacing all up and down the side of the glass. The Pick Axe was the first Tommyknocker beer to actually pour a decent head and have it last.

The aroma was an almost overpowering scent of green hops. Very bitter to the nose and almost drowned out the underlying hint of citrus and pine. To be honest the pine scent may be coming from the tree sitting next to the computer desk. Nope, took the beer outside and it still has a hint oÂ’ pine. The taste was bitter mix of hops with some malts. Occasionally I thought I could taste a subtle hint of oranges, but IÂ’m not sure. There is a very strong and bitter aftertaste to it.

This is a medium bodied beer with a strong carbonation to it. There is a bite on the tongue and a slight coating action to the mouth and throat. When drinking something bitter, this is not a good thing.

I really did not enjoy this beer, probably because I donÂ’t like most pale ales. IÂ’m going to have to give this a rating of 3.5 out of 10.

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This is a two-for. Over at Not Exactly Rocket Science, CalTechGirl has two posts up that really touched me. The first being a little song about Christmas Shopping. It doesnÂ’t exactly convey how I feel about shopping, but itÂ’s pretty close. I donÂ’t tend to cry after shopping because IÂ’m a man and we just donÂ’t do that, that would require a level of sensitivity I just canÂ’t posses.

The second post is regarding a Firefly/Serenity convention that went wrong and how cool the actors were. IÂ’ll steal her thunder with the Christmas song, but youÂ’ll have to go read the post about the convention over there.

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They finally announced the 2007 schedule for the Rock River Raptors. Yea, the NFL season isnÂ’t even over with and IÂ’m already excited. Probably because I have season tickets for these guys!

SAT MARCH 24 SIOUX FALLS STORM
FRI MARCH 30 BLOOMINGTON EXTREME
SAT APRIL 7 BYE
SAT APRIL 14 EVANSVILLE BLUECATS
SAT APRIL 21 RIVER CITY RAGE
SAT APRIL 28 LEXINGTON HORSEMEN
SAT MAY 5 OHIO VALLEY GREYHOUNDS
SAT MAY 12 LEXINGTON HORSEMEN
SAT MAY 19 RIVER CITY RAGE
FRI MAY 25 BLOOMINGTON EXTREME
SAT JUNE 2 OHIO VALLEY GREYHOUNDS
SAT JUNE 9 EVANSVILLE BLUECATS
SAT JUNE 16 BLOOMINGTON EXTREME
SAT JUNE 23 OHIO VALLEY GREYHOUNDS
SAT JUNE 30 LEXINGTON HORSEMEN
SAT JULY 7 SIOUX FALLS STORM
SAT JULY 14 BYE

All home games are listed in bold with kickoff at 7:05 p.m. local time.

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All right, IÂ’ve had it. You all know I love my football, but IÂ’ve given up on Monday Night Football. There is no way I can watch the games anymore. It has nothing to do with the games; itÂ’s the damn announcing. Al Michaels and John Madden used to annoy me with there ranting, but at least it would pertain to football. Joe Theismann, Mike Tirico and Tony Kornheiser (Henceforth known as Kornholer) will babble on about anything that trips their triggers.

They even bring on guests to interview DURING the game that have nothing to do with football. They talk over plays and then have to go back to get a recap of what happened. When they do try to provide insight itÂ’s like listening to most women talk about the game with men wearing tight pants.* ItÂ’s usually stuff that everybody knows or has just seen on the screen. They drive me nuts. IÂ’d rather listen to Clone try to explain calculus to me than these three blather on.

IÂ’ve tried listening to the radio while the sound is off on the TV. The only problem is that when it shows the three of them yapping like old women, I can hear the plays they are missing. Why bother?!? Thus IÂ’m done. I will no longer watch Monday Night Football until ESPN looses these three or makes them actually announce the game they are at.

I wish the guys the best of luck; hopefully they will get better as time goes on. Oh, and Theismann, break a leg.

*Some women can actually talk football and not sound stupid.

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I guess I tempted the fates. Almost a year to the date of my last visit to Sensitivity class I find out today IÂ’m being sent again. This time is utter bullshite. One of my employees did something wrong. Per our cooperate guidelines I was supposed to take some pretty drastic measures. After reviewing the case I felt my employeeÂ’s actions where a result of improperly communicated procedures.

Desperate to find an alternate method of dealing with the problem, I found a loophole that would satisfy corporate and have no punitive consequences on my employee. I.e. it ended up being a stern warning of “Don’t do that again”. Perfect huh? Everyone would be happy right? Wrong!

Corporate didnÂ’t have a problem with it. My employee on the other hand felt it was unfair. She felt I was being unreasonable. Okay, there really were only two choices in the matter. I either take the severe route the corporate dictated or use the loophole I discovered, (Which according to 5 people in upper management only I would have found). The corporate way left her with one foot out the door and no chance for promoting, getting a raise or collecting any bonuses for a year. My method changed nothing, except her access to a region on the systems. Yep, IÂ’m being unreasonable.

This employee got together with another employee that has been having issues and filed a complaint against me. They may be legitimate about some of their concerns, but why it wasnÂ’t a problem 4 weeks ago, but it is now I have no idea. Oh wait, it all came to head last Friday. (Yea, they brought up issues that happened between July and early November.) Since my company really doesnÂ’t give any protection to management if something like this happens, itÂ’s their word against mine and I lose.

The dates of my next trip havenÂ’t been determined yet. Once I know for sure I will let you know, hopefully IÂ’ll have a laptop by then so I can live blog my experiences.

Want to know what really burns me up. One of their complaints was that I donÂ’t appreciate any of my employees and do nothing to make them feel like they belong. Yet since November IÂ’ve been planning an appreciation lunch for them tomorrow. IÂ’ve included all of them on deciding what day we were having it and what food is going to be served. ItÂ’s being fully catered in. Right now IÂ’m half tempted to call the company doing it and canceling. If it wasnÂ’t for the fact I think that would do more harm then good, I would.

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We had a full weekend here in the Contagion family house. Saturday Ktreva and I took Clone to do some Christmas shopping. Folks let me give you some advice, if you are going to go shopping at crowded stores with packed parking lots; donÂ’t drive the extra long pickup truck. With almost no available spaces and people parking like idiots, itÂ’s really hard to navigate in and out of the spaces. At a local Best Buy store not only are the spaces narrow so they can squeeze more cars in, the lanes are narrow as well.

When we came out of the store I had two cars parked so close to me I could barely get the doors open wide enough to climb in. I also had to make a 54-point maneuver to get out of the stall with out hitting anyone. ThatÂ’s with me getting less then an inch away from the cars around me.

After shopping we took Clone to Midway Village for a Victorian Christmas Traditions show. It wasnÂ’t exactly what I thought it was going to be, I was hoping for more into the Victorian era customs surrounding Christmas. They did go into some, but it was more of a fun thing for kids. At the different buildings the kids were able to do different Christmas crafts. At the Printers, Clone was able to make a Christmas calling card with his name on it with an authentic 1800Â’s printing press. The Hardware Store had curled paper snowflakes. In the bank Clone made a Christmas ornament out of candy, string and tissue paper. Which was fun at first, but he got bored with rather quickly when we wouldnÂ’t let him eat the candy.

In the Blacksmith shop he properly told people what the smith was doing, much to the surprise of the smith. I just explained weÂ’re re-enactors and he sees smithing all the time. We skipped the cornhusk dolls and the yarn angels. Clone really had no desire to do any. At the hospital he had cookies with Father Christmas, AKA Santa Clause. Except it was the historical Father Christmas. He was tall, thin and wearing a green coat. Not the Coke-a-cola version we are all used to today.

In the houses they had them all decorated for a Victorian Christmas. The trees had candles, bows, and homemade ornaments. There was garland ropes and holly held in place with red bows and ribbons. It was really neat to see. At the last house we stopped in they were making gingerbread houses. I wish they had gone into some history behind gingerbread houses, but when I asked one of the volunteers she looked at me as if I had asked her to list pi to the 874 place. Clone had a lot of fun with this. He made his very first, and probably last, gingerbread house. I think what he had the most fun with was making a mess.

Yes, thatÂ’s frosting and not glue holding it together.

I know; thatÂ’s a lot of frosting.

For once Clone actually sat down and did a craft for almost 30 minutes. He had fun smearing the real frosting (Egg whites, powdered sugar and cream of tartar) which was great until the frosting dried. At that point it hardens into a concrete like substance. That is why they use it for gingerbread houses. Its mortar you can eat.

We finished our day at the village with a horse drawn sleigh/wagon ride around the village. It was a little cold, but with all of us huddled together under lap blanket it really gave you that winter sleigh ride feeling. The horses even had jingle bells.

After we left there we bought a Christmas tree. We set a record this year. We found the perfect tree in less then 5 minutes of arriving. Clone is very excited over having a tree in the house. Now the fun of keeping him away from it starts.

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I’m sitting at my desk today when a peer of mine comes up and says to me, “Did you hear that someone tried to blow up the mall?” At first I thought they where kidding or had some misinformation. There is no way that anyone would want to blow up Cherryvale Mall. Well apparently Derrick Shareef (AKA Talib Abu Salam Ibn Shareef) wanted to. That’s right, someone was planning on doing a “terrorist attack” in order to “commit acts of violent jihad against targets in the United States as well as commit other crimes in order to obtain funds to further his goals of violent jihad.” Plus he had other ideas.

Now of course this guy didn’t think things through too well. His weapons of choice where two handguns and four hand grenades he was going to put into trashcans located around the mall. Now I don’t have any first hand functional working knowledge of a hand grenade, but unless I’m completely wrong this is an anti-personal device. There isn’t a lot of explosive power; it just sends shrapnel in every direction trying to kill anything living in its “danger zone”. Thus putting these grenades into the cement containers is not going to have the desired effect this guy is thinking of. If I’m mistaken, please let me know.

Plus the guy thought he could get four grenades and two handguns for a set of stereo speakers. Those have got to be some extremely nice speakers. The last time I checked hard to find items such as grenades donÂ’t come cheap. If I found a guy that was willing to part with four of them AND two handguns for a set of speakers, I would be thinking Fed. Especially if they set up the trade for the parking lot of a Walmart. Then again when you are blinded by your hatred of the country you are in, I guess you arenÂ’t thinking too clearly.

Finally, Why Cherryvale Mall? Sure, initially he was looking at government buildings in Rockford and Dekalb, but he ultimately decided on the mall. Within an hour and a half are two larger malls in a more populated area. I would think either Woodfield Mall in Schaumburg or Gurnee Mills mall in Gurnee would be better targets. Cherryvale Mall isnÂ’t that large of a mall. Even in the Christmas greed season when itÂ’s busiest, I still think itÂ’s less busy then those other two. If you were going to go Jihad on Northern Illinois, IÂ’d think youÂ’d want to get the most targets at the same time. IE would 9-11 have been anywhere near as tragic if the planes crashed into a K-mart?

But what really gets my dander up over this whole thing is that the AP press is saying it was a Chicago area mall. Hey numbnuts, grab a farking map and look. Cherry Valley is a good 90 miles from Chicago. Hell, itÂ’s roughly 40 minutes of farmland before you get to the nearest city that could be considered a suburb of Chicago. Sure maybe not everyone knows where Cherry Valley or even Rockford is, but damn I didnÂ’t know that giving generalized areaÂ’s of where something newsworthy happens is good reporting.

Either way they caught the guy before he did any harm. Would I call him a terrorist, okay in the loosest sense of the word, but he seems to be more of a raving lunatic.

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In just a few minutes here IÂ’m going to be heading out with the boys for our annual Lutefisk dinner. WeÂ’re all excited. ItÂ’s been one day short of a year since the last time we were able to feast on the joyous delight that is lutefisk. If your not sure what lutefisk is, see this post from last year.

As part of the dinner tonight we will also have real Swedish meatballs and Korv (Swedish Christmas Sausage). There will also be rice pudding, new potatoes, fresh lingonberries, lefse, pickled beets and real rye bread. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. Growing up in a Norwegian/Scottish household has exposed me to various different ethnic foods, and trust me I love every one of them.

For those of you that want to know what it looks like, here is some uncooked lutefisk.

YouÂ’ll have to excuse me; IÂ’ve got to get ready to go now.

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1 Oh yay! My Nonny (Inga Olsen was her name) loved and prepared fabulous lutefisk. When we moved here and I saw lefse for sale in the grocery store I *knew* I was home...

I hope you have a wonderful dinner!

Posted by: Richmond at December 07, 2006 06:01 PM (e8QFP)

2 I've never had lootfisk. (the norwegians are wrong, just come down to the land of the Swedes, meet Ole and Sven) and we'll tell ya. But I would try it if I had the chance. If ya be wantin' Swedish food and tradition, when you come to Galesburg in '07, swing through Bishop Hill.

Posted by: Petey at December 07, 2006 06:35 PM (YB/Wv)

3 Fish flavored snot in bland white sauce.

Blarrghh.

It's so sad to see a normally rational human being succumb to lye poisoning.

Lieberknodel... now THAT'S some good eats

Posted by: Graumagus at December 07, 2006 10:43 PM (8P21O)

4 blecccch. Sorry, I don't eat fish soaked in a chemical that we use to get DNA out of a blood sample.

Posted by: caltechgirl at December 08, 2006 12:15 AM (r0kgl)

5 Yeah, because nothing says delicious like fish boiled to the consistency of gelatin.
Blech!

Posted by: Raging Mom at December 08, 2006 01:05 PM (l+Chn)

6 I'm a seafood junky but that looks pretty nasty and reading a recipe for it did not make me want to venture forth. Have fun.

Posted by: spurs at December 08, 2006 03:32 PM (3lsFM)

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Your Penis Name Is...

One Eyed Wonder Weasel

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Karma:
Pronunciation: 'kär-m& also 'k&r-
Function: noun
Etymology: Sanskrit karma fate, work
1 often capitalized : the force generated by a person's actions held in Hinduism and Buddhism to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person's next existence.
2 Getting gleeful amusement for something that happens to another individual that once did the same thing to you.

It seems my blog momma-sis, Boudicca, thinks that That1Guy is going to shoot his eye out if he gets a firearm for Christmas. I think she got some long overdue revenge for me for a certain photoshopping incident that happened last February.

Excuse me while I laugh maniacally.

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On my way home from work I heard an interview with a representative for LifeLock. ItÂ’s a company that for $10.00 a month protects you from identity theft. They even guarantee it.

Our guarantee is simple: If your Identity is ever stolen while you are our client and your claim is legitimate, we will fix the problem. Period. No matter what it takes. And we'll reimburse you for any losses you incur. No matter what it costs (up to $1,000,000).

The guy was so sure of his company that he gave his social security number out over the air. It sounded pretty impressive, I donÂ’t have any first had knowledge about this company, but I thought I would share the information with all of you, it is the season you know; the season for greed, theft and materialism.

Speaking of theft, I also heard on the radio that three red kettles where stolen from the local Salvation Army today from different locations. They estimated the thief(s) got off with over $500.00 in donations. I guess some low-lifeÂ’s kid is going to get a Play Station 3 for Christmas.

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I almost forgot it is Beer Wednesday! ThatÂ’s the second most unforgivable sin I could have done. The first being actually forgetting it is Beer Wednesday! Let me start off by saying that IÂ’m ready to finish these Tommyknocker beers so I can get onto something completely different. Yes, all the beers have a different flavor to them, but they are pretty similar in quality. That being said, tonightÂ’s beer is the Tommyknocker Alpine Glacier Lager.

Once again we have the traditional brown bottle with front and back labels. The front has one oÂ’ the Tommyknocker elves climbing a glacier as a ram looks on. The back label has a brief description of the beer and the history of Tommyknockers as well as a dating system. This beer will go bad on December 9, 2006. Boy, IÂ’m cutting this cone close arenÂ’t I?

Upon pouring into a glass the first thing I noticed is that this lager actually has cloudiness to it. Light passes through its golden yellow body, but you canÂ’t clearly see whatÂ’s on the other side. The head is very thin and turns filmy after a couple of minutes. There actually is some lacing on the side of the glass.

I could smell an enticing combination of corn and other grains. There is a hint of sweetness to it that comes from the malts used in the brew. With a hint of sweet malts, the flavor is that of various grains. The flavor fades into a very mild grassy aftertaste that surprisingly isnÂ’t unpleasant.

Like most of the other beers made by Tommyknocker, it is a light bodied beer that is very smooth to drink. The 12 ounces disappeared before I got to the second paragraph. There is a good level of carbonation. The feel off this beer is veryÂ… inoffensive.

I may be ranking this beer a little harsh because IÂ’m not in the mood for this type of beer, but IÂ’m going to give it a 5 out of 10.

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Ktreva is getting ready for Christmas. Decorations and pictures are going up around the house. There is now a picture of Clone when he was one sitting on SantaÂ’s lap next to the computer. IÂ’m sitting here catching up on some of the blogs I read when Clone comes up to see what IÂ’m doing. Right away he notices the picture of himself with Santa. He starts doing the excited hop. All the parents out there that have or had children that where this age know exactly what IÂ’m talking about.

With all the glee and excitement that only a three year old seeing Santa can muster, her yells out. “Look Dad, it’s me and the Ho-Ho!!”

Tomorrow I need to buy a new keyboard.

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You Are Whiskey

You're a tough drinker, and you take it like a man That means no girly drinks for you - even if you are a girl You prefer a cold, hard drink at the end of the day Every day, in fact. And make that a few.

What Alcoholic Drink Are You?

As stolen from Quality Weenie.

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Oh, and I just noticed that sometime yesterday I broke the 50,000 visitor mark. Yea, I know compared to my blog parents and most of my siblings, this is nothing. I, However, find pride that my 50,000th visitor was searching for Sensitivity Class. IÂ’m still the second hit on Google for that. I'm sure it has to do with these.

Which reminds me, itÂ’s been almost a year since IÂ’ve been sent to sensitivity class.

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Just my luck. During all the snow fall and the resulting clean up on Friday, I didnÂ’t get hurt. Sure there was some muscle soreness, but nothing that wouldnÂ’t go away. This morning as IÂ’m walking out of the house I slip on an icy step. When I fell I drove my right knee into the ground. This is the knee I had surgery on 3 years ago.

I just got back from the doctor. HeÂ’s pretty sure IÂ’ll be okay, but IÂ’m supposed to take it easy on it for the next couple of days. WeÂ’ll see how that floats with the rest of the family. Now excuse me, IÂ’m going to go take some painkillers and watch a movie.

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I would kill the producers of this show for setting me up with a girl like this.

I'm really impressed with how composed and the level of civility that the guy maintained. If it had been me, I'd have told the beoatch off.

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