I'm back. Interestingly enough, I'm listening to a lecture for a class that I just got home from. No need to bore you with specifics. However I find it interesting because I never thought I'd be listening to the class again after having sat there for two and a half hours.
I wish I had more interesting news to report; I really do. I'm most happy that I am actually accomplishing something with the Web site. I forgot how much I really enjoyed writing complete drivel on this site.
The rebuild of the site should also be done fairly soon. I am completely removing all traces of the "professional" side of OTW. It finally occurred to me, after many years of doing this, that I don't truly enjoy building Web sites for other people. I don't find the same happiness when I complete anything else other than a new page for OTW. Sure, I've done it; and I'd do it again for any friend that asks. But the reality of it is that OTW deserves to be a simple site, one where navigation is a breeze and information (meaningless or not) comes naturally.
So tomorrow is my 27th birthday, which means...I'm turning 27. I can remember as a smile child when older friends and family would tell me that birthdays just didn't mean that much as they got older. I felt sad at that thought. But it's all natural; it's just the way life is. You turn your thoughts and energies to those who you care about most and that becomes your joy. Now, that's not to say that I am not looking forward to tomorrow. I have much to look forward to, such as a gathering of family and a present or two from my wife. On top of that, my wonderful boss granted me the day off. I don't believe I have ever worked on my birthday, and I don't intend to start. Kind of keeps the magic alive, right? I mean, I don't have a Hot Wheels racing track or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle action figure to open up tomorrow. Yeah, I loved my Turtles.
Anyone who happens upon this site might also wish to take a gander at Bloggenpucky and Code Sanctuary. There seems to be a general rebirth of blogging among my closest friends and family, and for that I am grateful.
And speaking of which, my beautiful wife just sent me a message.
Is there such a thing as peer pressure within a marriage? (see post from yesterday)
Love ya, Jenna.
If the wife wants a blog, then I should write a blog. I might add that she still calls them blobs. Maybe if I link to her Web site, she'll feel the pressure to update her own, which I might add has not been attended to in quite.some.time.
I learned a few things this weekend. The most random of which is this: Toyota Prius owners never wash their car.
If you doubt me, take a look at one the next time you're driving. My guess is that it will have at least six months of residue caked onto each door. The theory is that these environment conscious drivers take their passion many steps further. Waste want, want not. And they "want not" a clean car.
We had a wonderful weekend, yes. We spent our Saturday morning at the birthday party of a little girl whose mother works with me. On the way there, we listened to the songs from Curious George. It's a fine set of songs by Jack Johnson, although it gets a little too childish around the end of the album when he sings "Reduce Reuse Recycle." Hey, he could be singing to Prius owners. Never know with that guy.
Saturday night we were off to South Chandler (who knew there was such a place?) where we attended a massive party thrown by my employer. My wife has wanted to get pictures taken in those photo booths for quite some time. You know the kind, they're always in the mall and they always cost $.25 more than you currently have in your pocket. Yeah, those. Well, turns out the company paid to have six of them at the party. I lost all excuses to not enter into that forbidding closet.
But once inside, I realized it wasn't all that bad. I don't know what I expected, really. Perhaps one of those chainsaw wielding maniacs like you see at the Haunted Houses around Halloween, I dunno. I just held some deep seated fear of those.
Oh right. It's because I tend to take lousy pictures. Forget the chainsaw guy bit.
Nevertheless, it's amazing what an extremely attractive woman sitting by you can do when taking a picture. Her beauty radiates so profoundly in all of the pictures that you must admit you hardly even notice me!
Hmm haw. That must be it for now. I'm fairly tired. More to come this week. Birthday on Wednesday! Hoorah.
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