So, Saturday the ex headed to Toronto for a show she wanted to see. Number one Son was going to crash with my ailing self once more, but the girls were going to hold the fort at the house. I gave the speech about nobody in, nobody out, call me when your grandma drops you at home, you need anything call me, etc.

The mom and I catch up sunday.

She: Did you know she spent the night at XXXX?

Me: Wha???

To our mutual eternal credit, we didn't beat the beejzeeus out of her right there and her younger sister really didn't need to have her there, but the stepping out sans any kind of adult acknowledgement has her grounded from any non parental sanctioned/involved activity for the foreseable future. I forgot leaving that leaving a voice mail for your Mom saying you were leaving makes it okay to overlook not having permission. Nevermind that Mom is an another friggin country while the figurehead of a father is just up the street. What a Fool I be? I couldn't help but smirk to myself that when darling daughter approached her mother and me on sunday morning with two friends. We didn't say anything for second till I looked at her wingmen (wingwomen?) and evenly yet with a bit of sinister tone dripping from my voice, commanded "leave now." The two accomplices nearly fell out of their Uggs exiting stage right.

All that parenting has me jonesing for some recreational adult company. I'm heading (e:Dragonlady7) 's note about the celtic themed happy hour at Nietzche's on Saturday and am trying to break the monotony of the work week a little. I started with my first students teaching computer programs (the new system application) at work today and only insomnia keeps me up now.

Sleep has been a little elusive over the past few days. I chalk it up to not being quite right. I dream pretty good, but the mental remote control has been hitting all the bad channels if you know what I mean (and I think you do).

If you missed Countdown tonight, it's worth a look at MSNBC.com to watch Keith Olbermann have at Secretary Rice. Quite hilarious

Happy Monday, ya'all. one down...........

I think the Larkin Building or Wegman's Chicken Parmegian tried to do me in. I ate the Wegman thursday night for dinner and prepped it just like you should. Felt like not wanting to go to work on Friday morning but that is no change so I went. I'm sitting in class not doing great on Friday morning. It ended so I had to head back to work. I stopped at the cafeteria at the Larkin Building to grab a bit and I think it bit me. The more I tried to get something done at the office, the more it seemed like I was moving underwater.

Came home and sat down for a moment and next thing I knew an hour passed by. Went and got the kids and sure enough, I had a fever. Good times. Basically sat and watched tv with them from a distance. Sucker broke saturday morning, but man, that sort of sucked. At 43, I don't think I'm too old for much, but that left me feeling like somebody younger beat me up. Spent saturday lazily hanging out with number 1 son, videogaming, computing, watching the Sabres game which seems to have given me my sea legs back, but oy (and no, I didn't hurl) vey.

Strange capper to a wholly unremarkable week.

There was that report on the news about the doofus who nearly fell into Niagara Falls trying to retrieve his cell phone. I wandered up to see the level of stupidity for myself today. If you go out to Goat Island for optimal Falls viewing, you can traipse to the upper viewing area. Most things are closed and you are blocked by snow and gates from going to the lower area. This doesn't stop chuckleheads from standing atop the snow and posing for photographs, stupidly not realizing that with one false step they are in for a real view, if you know what I mean (and I think you do).

Since this is offseason, a lot is unspoiled, just a few paths created by passing footprints. It seemed like a good place to go play with the new camera.





Can you imagine having that waterslide out your hotel room?

My car was so grey with road salt that I took it for a bath last night. The Delta Sonic on Delaware didn't have much of a line, so I slid right in. Didn't pay much attention but the "Superkiss" took out a sticker I had on my rear window that looked like a hockey puck was about to break the glass. That wasn't a great loss, but the cleaning knocked my estrip sticker off the back of the car and into superkiss oblivion. Guess I know now the limitations of the magnet on the back of the sticker. Least, the car is its more normal red for the moment.

I'm taking a class this week to learn a new billing program that Time Warner will be using, It's a nice breather from the usual routine, different building and all. Twas a little weird to drive home in the midst of the storm hysteria. The Wegmans lot on Walden was jammed. I needed some stuff and held off until I got back to our Wegmans where it was flooded with shoppers who assume the sky is falling. My class teacher is from Atlanta so I can't help but wonder if he is in for a show or if all the weatherforecasters are just panicking for the sake of viewers. During one of his drier parts of his presentation, I spent my gift card online for a proper laptop -- should be cool.

Thanks again for the estrip birthday wishes, the hullabaloo came to end finally on Sunday when the kids and I trekked out to the parents house for much reverlry (okay, dinner and cake), but it felt good to be a little spoiled. Kids and their mom took me to breakfast at Betty's on Saturday. Nothing like a 5 day Mikestock to pick you up.

One little footnote, (e:dragonlady) rocked the rink saturday night. Tje rollerderby was a hoot, with (e:zobar) looking on like the proud dad. Next match whenever it is should be a (e:strip) field trip, chicks and skates and beer and crashes! That was truly entertainment.

I've been in a "train the trainer" kind of session all week at work. We've been learning a new operational system for Time Warner's computers. Basically, it will hold all customer data in new graphic use surroundings, and will also ease the introduction of digital phone. I know that sounds exciting. I'll pause for a moment while you digest that information. Okay, having mopped the sarcasm, I'll continue.

There are various folks from all departments taking part in this riveting exercise. To my immediate right, is the new marketing manager. After 4 fun-filled days of this, she started chatting me up about "I understand you've done some web site work in the past." My internal lightbulb is glowing with nova brightness by the time she gets this sentence out. She goes on to explain that she could use some backup on the websites since her current coordinator (the doofus who supplanted me) has no abilities in this area. I kept it quick and casually dropped that I knew the content management software pretty well, I did a profit making page from literally scratch as well as applied for the coordinator opening that she has posted. "Awesome, that's cool" was the reply. Since we had to get to work, I left it at that.

Friday morning, I walked into class with a screen capture that I photoshopped off one of the sites I did for adelphia. It can't compare to this site since it was a Frontpage job, but it made money without spending anything. Those kinds of results go far in corporate circles. Again, without making a big production, I handed one to her before our class started. "Obviously, we can't really talk about this here, but if you are interested in having a conversation down the road, I thought this might let you know a little more about what I can do," said our hero, casually handing over the one sheet as he headed for coffee.

She replied, "That's great, can I keep this?" I told her sure and that if there was anything else I could supply her with, let me know.

So, here's hoping there is some there there. Be nice to use that part of my brain before I get too much older.

In other news, the gift card I wrote about turned into an butt kicking laptop from toshiba. I can be one of those pretentious bastards at Spot to take up a label with lots of grafts and charts, only to play Halo while sipping coco mocos. I don't this counts as a mobile post since I'm in my overstuffed chair in the living room, but what the hey.

I'm getting tired of driving in the miniwhite outs, been over a week now and it's losing it's charms. I think it was Tuesday I was picking a rut to stay into on the way to work traveling down the Kensington. THat road doesn't scare me much by Tuesday was one of those times. I got home on Wednesday after a jocularity laden time on the highway only to see the snow plows blocked the driveway. I have a small car and it struggled to make it up the driveway. I had visions of it getting stuck without any wheels touching the ground. It's a little embarrassing to get pity looks from other cars on Delaware while you try to make the ascent to the dry pavement. I did merit applause from the folks at the bus stop by Delaware and Utica.

The little Mitsubishi that could.....