August 31, 2002
My Wife in Boston
Things to do to keepy me busy while my wife is in Boston this weekend: Pace the house back and forth. Watch a guy movie like Top Gun or Indiana Jones. Look out the window. Eat something that isn’t good for me. Clear my throat loudly and make other noises too. School work Make up [...]
+August 29, 2002
A New Semester
Yoohoo! I did it! The most important hurdle to a new semester has been successfully cleared. I got back row seats by electrical outlets in 3 out of 4 classes. Seminaries built in the early 1900’s aren’t especially known for their technologically advanced classrooms. Now I can catch up on my minesweeper during class :) [...]
+August 25, 2002
Rainforest Cafe
Okay, so there is this restaurant in Grapevine (near DFW airport) called Rainforest Cafe. Your “adventure” as it is called by the staff consists of a hearty meal complete with mechanical monkeys that scream, gorillas that pound their chest, elephants that raise their trunk…and employees that yell. Each time one of the waiters or waitresses [...]
+August 24, 2002
Handheld Computers
My boss Pres bought a couple of employees, including me, a handheld computer last week. It’s a Handspring Visor Edge, and it really is small, sleek, and light. You know, I’ve always made of fun (secretly of course) people who toted these gadgets around. They had their little PDA’s in class attached to these keyboards, [...]
+August 22, 2002
Summer’s over!
I wonder when it will stop depressing me when summer ends. I mean come on. Shouldn’t I just grow up and get over it? Naa, I really don’t think so. Summer is fun, and I’m not afraid to admit it. Summer means no cramming for exams. Summer means my wife is not teaching and she [...]
+August 20, 2002
How My Dog is Like God
Do you know which member of the family greets me first when I get home from work each day? It’s my dog, Wesley, a 15-pound Shih-Tzu (Careful how you pronounce that one). Wesley works himself into a frenzy the moment he hears the garage door moving. It doesn’t matter to him that I was too [...]
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