tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91748186629938820052012-01-29T18:01:40.432-06:00Daktari<b>Trail blazing after 40</b>Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.comBlogger5421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-60967879652001311862012-01-28T13:02:00.000-06:002012-01-28T13:02:45.089-06:00On Not Getting the Job (aka On Why I Can't Go Home Again)For the past 7 months, I've been living with my sister in Kentucky. I got a nice professional position at a local university about two hours from the town where I grew up. I am closer to my family. I should be happy, right?
Wrong. I'm miserable.
Well, maybe that's overstating it. I'm not miserable. I'm uncomfortable. I'm uneasy here. And the reason for this generalized ajada? I feel Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-55905287849194221352011-12-29T12:03:00.001-06:002011-12-29T12:40:22.524-06:00OCDI've had a lot of thoughts lately about things I want to discuss here, but finding the time to put those thoughts into words has been a real problem for me over the past six months.
Today, I read two interesting articles on memory (specifically forgetting) and obsessive-compulsive disorder. The first article discussed willful forgetting and the second discussed compulsive behaviors. Related, Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-75788087277354315812011-07-23T15:23:00.001-05:002011-07-23T15:25:17.198-05:00Things I've Learned About Myself1. I don't have any problems making decisions. I have problems with procrastination and overeating, but I do not have a problem making a decision and feeling fairly confident that it will work out. I say this because I know some people struggle mightily with decision making...my mother, for example, finds it impossible to make decisions. She can't even decide what to order at a restaurant Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-61025613088292675892011-07-18T23:02:00.001-05:002011-07-19T20:34:16.285-05:00Your moment of ZenClick the pic for a wonderful video.
From
Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-91783634997323289432011-07-10T09:59:00.000-05:002011-07-10T09:59:53.789-05:00I swear I'm still aliveIt has been a whirlwind summer. I got a full-time job that I LOVE working for the forest service. I got a full-time job for next year teaching in Kentucky. I have tried, but generally failed to get some research done while working full time this summer. The problem here is that my job if physically taxing and time-consuming. On my three days off per week, I generally have to rest one, get Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-70360951687699784622011-06-25T10:59:00.000-05:002011-06-25T10:59:00.237-05:00What's my name?When I was born, my parents named me after a paternal great grandmother, Nancy Brown. She was the mother of my paternal grandmother. She was a tall woman. She had a long face and loose lips when she spoke. I found her mildly disturbing. Her husband Frank, on the other hand, always reminded me of Peter Pan. He never seemed to grow up and always, even when he was ancient, had a playful glint Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-16884746727748574212011-06-11T09:19:00.003-05:002011-06-11T10:18:47.227-05:00Tea Party Platform, A Laughable ListThis is helpful.
Climate Change Deniers
Debt Default Deniers
Tax Relief for Billionaires
According to a NY Times/CBS poll add the following to the Tea Party platform:
42% believe we should reduce legal immigration from present levels (scared white people, anyone?)
81% support something *other* than gay marriage
53% believe Roe v. Wade was a *bad thing*
Racist anyone?
Tea Party leader Mark Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-89868482974743751822011-05-23T21:16:00.000-05:002011-05-23T21:16:30.042-05:00My greatest fearMy greatest fear if I take this job and move to Kentucky is that I will die of boredom. Kentucky just holds no allure for me anymore. And living with my sister? And her son? And that God-awful dog of his?
And working my butt off and wondering when I'll find the time to do my research? But it's just the knowing that I have done just about every touristy thing that area has to offer, and Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-53025389810452814232011-05-09T09:25:00.000-05:002011-05-09T09:25:58.950-05:00On marriageI'm too nice.
I spent my entire weekend doing a couple I barely know an incredible favor. This is the couple. They are friends of friends of mine. The only reason I was invited to the wedding is because I have a nice camera. They wanted me to take photos. Actually, they asked if I would come take photos at the rehearsal and dinner, and I agreed. Then the invitation became to also take Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-11409961170641641542011-04-24T01:30:00.000-05:002011-04-24T01:30:27.678-05:00Why and when it's okay for girls to be rudeI have been reading a book this evening called Talk to the Hand by Lynne Truss. She, the author of the grammarian handbook, Eats, Shoots and Leaves, has written a quick read on the loss of manners and rise of rudeness in our society. It found it an interesting read. It is the curse of every generation to watch the decline of civilized behavior in every generation that follows. Those Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-21105663652108145682011-03-20T11:14:00.002-05:002011-03-20T11:22:26.124-05:00Spring cleaning: Less Stuff, More Fun!It seems that I will be staying in C'dale for the summer. I have found suitable employment and am being given time to complete my degree. However, in the rush that I thought my life would be if I had actually gotten that job--the interview for which I thought I had "aced"--I had already began thinking about moving.
Moving costs money--something I have precious little of. I am not interested inDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-60039565002626394202011-03-13T20:42:00.001-05:002011-03-13T20:43:08.480-05:00I love demoSo I've been seeing this guy. We'll call him Carlos. And he came to see me in January. And the date went well, but when he went to leave it was dark. And he backed out of my driveway and ran over the wheelchair ramp.
He knocked it a good foot and a half toward the street. He went up over top of it and his wheels crushed the boards and sort of fell into the ramp. It was starting to come Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-79841320506959965752011-03-06T22:29:00.003-06:002011-03-07T09:28:16.515-06:00Women I admireLife is a roller coaster. It goes way too slow uphill and way too fast down. It has lots of interesting twists and turns. Sometimes you can't see around the next corner. Sometimes you can and wish you couldn't. But that is how life goes. And the people we pass along the way may all become just a blur, but we usually remember the ones that held our hands through the tough times, and screamedDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-80332610093982873532011-03-04T11:59:00.000-06:002011-03-04T11:59:37.476-06:00On how I came to be flashed by a police officer Don't blame me. Liv asked.
Over the past week or so, a work crew (See: chain gang) has been working in our town. It's a group of roughly ten inmates, mostly black, dressed in denim jumpsuits and wearing bright orange toboggans. They have been sweeping gravel out of the gutter, picking up trash, and raking leaves in the park. They are quiet, polite, and friendly.
They are usually Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-52111992264306914832011-03-01T09:45:00.000-06:002011-03-01T09:45:09.982-06:00Spring is tryingDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-37531702299253129012011-02-28T22:50:00.000-06:002011-02-28T22:50:55.472-06:00Days like thisMake me wish I had a telephoto lens.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-4731410204736349732011-02-25T22:52:00.001-06:002011-02-25T22:55:07.016-06:00Taking Back ControlToday, I was happy. It's been a long time since I was happy. Sure, a police officer exposed himself to me, and that didn't necessarily add to my happiness, but I overcame that, found the humor in it and integrated it into my happy day. I was cheerful and playful with my co-workers. Even those who have done me some grave injustices lately.
It was such an unusual occurrence for me to be happy Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-6714719629637490752011-02-18T00:23:00.000-06:002011-02-18T00:23:28.417-06:00When everything gets in the wayI detest negativity in my life. I'm don't consider myself a defeatist. I' believe the future is bright and I generally feel very positive about the future. I almost always have something to look forward to. I believe with all my heart that my life situation is primarily what I make it. I've always been engaged in things that affect me. I've always desired to improve things as best I can. Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-56489606550366979932011-02-14T09:42:00.000-06:002011-02-14T09:42:01.594-06:00Thanks, I needed thatDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-37589179071733623372011-01-30T21:56:00.000-06:002011-01-30T21:56:43.562-06:00A Good SignToday, I got up off my arse and did some things around here. "Oh", you might say, "And why should we be so impressed by that?" Because I haven't done anything around here in weeks. So today, I got busy.
I did 7 loads of laundry, including two down jackets, all the dog beds, my sheets and blankets, my gym clothes and towels, and the normal laundry.
I took stock of my food situation and made a Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-80299975680856088502011-01-28T10:54:00.000-06:002011-01-28T10:54:23.652-06:00Res ipsa loquiturDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-73614209212320293912011-01-26T00:16:00.002-06:002011-01-26T00:16:35.175-06:00I don't think anyone reads my blog anymoreI guess I should post more regularly. Maybe readership will pick up again.
Boo. :(Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-45827328999558081562011-01-22T14:17:00.011-06:002011-01-22T21:42:01.747-06:00Massive ProcrastinationThings I should be doing:1. Running scent samples.2. Cleaning sequencing reactions.3. Laying tile I bought back in July in the utility room.4. Going to the gym.5. Making chicken salad for Eagan's birthday party tomorrow.6. Going to the grocery store.What am I doing instead, you ask?Wasting time on the internet watching stuff like this:and this:Seriously. Can you believe it takes over 5 Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-57575744639124229002011-01-22T09:32:00.000-06:002011-01-22T09:32:42.162-06:00Aerial Exploration
I admit it. I love winter. I love the way snow accents and highlights and draws the eye to things unseen in summer. Oh, the cold gets to me sometimes, but the older I get, the less I find myself wishing the time away to more pleasant seasons. The day we took these pictures over the Rio Grande, the wind whipped at our coats. The bridge was largely empty. It was viciously cold up there. Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-56290756373838670052011-01-21T09:23:00.000-06:002011-01-21T09:23:04.965-06:00Plateaus suckSo when I actually look back at my weight log, I did okay in 2010. I even survived the holidays. Between 11/19 and 12/31, I actually lost 9.8 lbs. However, in the first 3 weeks of January, I have lost only 2 pounds. Since I did a little bit of cheating around the holidays, and survived my big New Mexico trip without gaining any weight, I consider this a bit frustrating.
The only difference Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-5613188963600857802011-01-19T12:04:00.003-06:002011-03-01T09:49:54.379-06:00A Lifetime in a YearToday, Eagan Blain turns the big One. What a lifetime it's been.
A mere 8 hours old
Proud Mama
Brand new baby parts
February
Memorial Day (May)
July
December
New Year's
Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-70974459960551179182011-01-18T23:25:00.000-06:002011-01-18T23:25:25.205-06:00Old DogsI've spent a lot of time over the last half a decade with old dogs. I have a certain admiration for them. I know this might sound unusual, but I miss them. That's why I have a special place in my heart for this girl.
Mags is a great old dog. She is slow, purposeful, and fun. She runs and keeps up with the Jacks, but she is sore at night. She sleeps hard. She carves out a place on the Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-59245773677431901962011-01-17T20:59:00.001-06:002011-01-17T21:01:09.241-06:00A Year in PicturesMy Ten Most Memorable Moments of 2010
1. Saying hello to Eagan Blaine for the first time.
2. Saying goodbye to Jake for the last time.
3. The day I met this guy and realized we were meant for each other.
4. Watching my dear friend take her first steps in a new life.
5. Finding this on the side of the road not 30 miles north of the Mexican border and being Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-85969354577310031962011-01-17T17:38:00.000-06:002011-01-17T17:38:06.019-06:00What a difference a year makesJanuary 17, 2010 and January 17, 2011. Can you guess which pictures are from which year?
Oh yeah. And I totally get the I need a new hairdresser thing.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-18079324853047621212011-01-13T15:35:00.001-06:002011-01-13T15:38:28.309-06:00Life Lists So, I have a life list. And skiing was on it. And Liv and D-ennis and I took care of this one-word entry on the list. And it was an interesting thing, skiing. For instance, I learned that the guys who load you on the ski lift are called "Liftees" not "Lift Technicians" or "Guys Leading You to Your Death with a Smile". I also learned that D-ennis had actually been employed as a Liftee in theDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-68069574930761369352011-01-01T20:37:00.011-06:002011-01-01T21:39:47.319-06:00Sayonara 2010Here is the obligatory New Year's post. Without further ado, I bring you my New Year's results from 2010. The objective was, as I recall, to lose weight.
I lost 35 lbs.
Success.
So, in 2010, I have two resolutions.
1. Lose the rest of the weight and maintain a healthy weight, exercise program, and lifestyle.
2. Graduate and find a job.
Let's hope that I have as much success in 2011 as I Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-2045564810506430522010-12-14T00:34:00.006-06:002010-12-14T10:42:05.039-06:00On turning 48Today, I am 48 years old. Forty-eight. The voice rises on the first syllable and falls like an anvil on the second. Compare that to twenty-one, where the voices rises expectantly on the second. Even numbers are strong. Sturdy. Resolute. Odd numbers are lingering hopefully, always waiting for something. Even numbers are Marshall Dillon. Odd numbers are Festus. They have a hitch in Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-86529926490421095422010-12-05T11:37:00.007-06:002010-12-05T12:47:35.716-06:00Remember me?Maybe you remember me? I'm the one who had the bright idea that I'd be able to blog, do my work, play on Facebook, read my email, and scour the vast internets for new cooking ideas--all through my 3G mobile network.Yeah. That worked.So I bit the bullet, squeezed some blood out of my budget and got the slightly-less-than-speed-of-light internet package from my cable-internet company and here I Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-18627736081979201832010-11-11T19:22:00.002-06:002010-11-11T19:27:14.487-06:00BlahThat's how I've felt lately. Just....blah. It all started about 3 weeks ago when I realized that I had run out of reagents I needed to finish the work I was busting my ass to finish.And all the air rushed out of my balloon. And then I moped around for a bit. I tried to figure out what to do. I waited for my trip to Chicago to see my brother. I moped around Chicago for a bit. I had a Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-82286735536848594842010-10-16T22:58:00.005-05:002010-10-16T23:14:57.059-05:00My, my, my said the spider to the flyCameras are interesting things. With one big lens, we get a window on a world too fine for our optic nerves on a daily basis.If a camera can give us this, think how a fly must see the world with all those lenses.I wonder sometimes if the detail we miss by being big is just the tip of the iceberg. What else are we missing. Is there an entire social order just outside our comprehension? For a flyDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-92130648080640830342010-10-12T11:28:00.002-05:002010-10-12T11:32:01.829-05:00My poor neglected blogI see that all my regular blog friends have been dutifully updating their blogs. Several times a week. I feel bad, but honestly, life got in the way.First, teaching exploded.Then the computer exploded.Then, I needed some fun.The good news is, I've lost about 10 lbs on my diet. Yay!The bad news is, I may have to leave my classroom for the next 4 weeks. Boo!Once we get over this hump, I promiseDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-83356152048419910582010-09-16T15:00:00.003-05:002010-09-16T15:13:53.692-05:00STINKHORN!!!This year, my garden was a nearly complete failure. 36 tomato plants produced a grand total of 4 tomatoes. None bigger than the size of a golf ball. But I have had a bumper crop of something else. Stinkhorns. If the name doesn't say it all, the flies will say it for you. And yeah, they do stink. But they are interesting if not ingenious and slightly, dare I say it, beautiful in their ownDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-53491334649159943922010-09-12T15:03:00.005-05:002010-09-12T15:40:46.680-05:00The Amazing Flying ScoutDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-1417319210480345562010-09-12T13:45:00.006-05:002010-09-12T14:50:17.376-05:00The Freezer RulesSo I was making pizza dough for Liv's visit (surprise!), and while pulling out the pizza flour, I realized I didn't have a lot of room in the freezer. How could I get my string beans from the farmer's market in if something else didn't come out?Let's face it. Some of this food has to go.It's hard, but these are desperate times. I have had to implement the Freezer Rules.They're pretty simple Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-14230624528764690872010-08-17T00:43:00.001-05:002010-09-16T09:57:43.127-05:00Bugs, Bugs, Bugs and more BugsDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-33663737388574547702010-08-17T00:35:00.002-05:002010-08-17T00:35:00.314-05:00The Best Sight in AmericaA campground bath house!Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-18609279716151437652010-08-16T00:09:00.005-05:002010-08-16T00:09:00.576-05:00Oklahoma is interestingI'm assuming some sort of swallow nest and not the world's largest honey bee colony.Probably a rare plant.Nifty red rock canyons.Reminiscent of Long Canyon. Ok, not really.It was beautiful.Bonus: snow cones!Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-30939090629710463922010-08-15T00:03:00.002-05:002010-08-15T00:03:00.225-05:00Damselfly or Dragonfly?I think the difference between a dragonfly and a damselfly is the ability to close the wings over the back when at rest. In any event, this little one from Red Rock Canyon, OK, had the ability.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-49160021644753794322010-08-14T11:47:00.004-05:002010-08-14T12:03:13.470-05:00My Traveling CompanionMeet Ivy. Sweet girl. She's 23.Inquisitive mind.Hard worker.I am reminded of how green I was on the camping front on my first road trip with Liv. It was painful to watch her struggle with her tent the first time in the dark.She's got it now.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-50110423162330954582010-08-14T02:01:00.003-05:002010-08-14T02:09:37.312-05:00Another one bites the dustDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-1824865155995306402010-08-14T01:57:00.003-05:002010-08-14T02:03:50.724-05:00Like a red rubber ballI am not a morning person. I don't get to see many of these. Let's savor this moment.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-34230672386675362452010-08-08T14:42:00.001-05:002010-08-08T14:46:44.662-05:00This man is my heroGranted this is an old picture. Before he became a husband. Or a papa.But he saved my ass and kept me from looking like a complete idiot in front of important people.And that, is what friendship is all about.This is my friend. Always will be.To you, J.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-7935320114261444522010-07-25T21:48:00.017-05:002010-07-25T23:23:56.775-05:00Around the KitchenI'm on an organizing kick. Blame the outrageous amount of work I should be doing. Blame Liv who is moving and got me thinking about having to move myself. Blame my own foodie tendencies. But whatever it is, I'm tortured by thoughts of what I actually need in my kitchen and how to make better use of it.I have a lot of crap in my kitchen.A lot.This photo belies the amount of stuff I actually Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-52275121856689392102010-07-18T11:42:00.003-05:002010-07-18T11:46:45.221-05:00Fun Food on the InternetDim sum (h/t Steamy Kitchen).Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-31240876216064245422010-07-11T09:40:00.009-05:002010-07-11T10:39:37.286-05:00Take these wings and shove itWhen I was a little kid, air travel was awesome. Not that I'd know, because I was about 20 years old before I stepped foot on a commercial airplane. What I mean is that air travel was a luxury. Only rich or important people traveled by airplane. My father would go on business trips on airplanes. Even going to our small community airport to see him off all the time never dulled my enthusiasm Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-44424651694566556262010-07-08T23:29:00.006-05:002010-07-08T23:54:18.043-05:00Oscar Grant did not get justiceI've written about Oscar Grant before. Shot in the back while handcuffed and lying on the subway floor on New Year's Eve 2009. Another officer had his knee on Grant's neck at the time of the shooting. Oscar Grant was a grocery store worker and a father to a 4-year-old son. I have rightly called his murder one of the worst cases of professional misconduct imaginable.The man who shot him was aDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-34376389387107963832010-07-05T13:32:00.004-05:002010-07-05T14:20:58.877-05:00Things I learned this weekWonder can be found in the most unlikely places.Happiness is only a few steps outside my front door.Sometimes I think these should be edible.This one likes to lounge pool side.I still got it.But keeping it is a lot of hard work.This is a really cute couple.This guy will never grow up. Ever. I mean it. You just try and make him.This guy doesn't like fireworks, but he does like thinking he is Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-14646029442118836802010-06-30T22:53:00.003-05:002010-06-30T23:07:58.136-05:00Front yard monstersFound this dangerous fellow in my yard. He was having a near-death experience.I fear his afternoon did not improve significantly after I left him. Although he does look like a formidable foe for the biodiversity I've encountered in my yard.You know what he's thinking, don't you?So do I, but I don't think I can say that on a family blog.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-84265428756524122772010-06-27T11:07:00.010-05:002010-06-29T11:04:01.339-05:00Panty Twisters Revisited or Why America SuxOk, here's the problem. Happens every day. I have two things I want to plug in. So just plug one in upside down and one right side up. Right?Wrong. The both have an orientation that demands they be plugged in upside down of all things.Massive FAIL.And then there's this: 3-pronged plug that sticks out a full two inches from the wall, demanding a complete rearrangement of furniture.Look at allDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-70617979877306946012010-06-26T21:44:00.003-05:002010-06-26T22:09:34.342-05:00Debt, Life, and the Pursuit of HappinessI'm in debt. Educational debt. It's big. I thought it was a good investment. Now, I'm pretty sure it was the biggest mistake of my life.Because I'm having doubts. Doubts about the career path I thought was so clearly outlined for my future. Oh, don't get me wrong. This isn't a case of I-thought-I'd-enjoy-the-work-but-I-found-out-I-don't. This is a case of Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-27196992274843658432010-06-15T00:04:00.005-05:002010-06-15T07:26:23.467-05:00A long time comingI promised this video ages ago, but here it is: the derecho storm of 8 May 2009. A day famous because two friends graduated and a massive storm hit C'dale and knocked out electricity for 5 days. This is my little piece of local history.It's raw footage and over just under 10 minutes, so be warned. Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-58433217999020496902010-06-08T15:37:00.002-05:002010-06-08T16:08:16.466-05:00I'm NOT just like my aunt eitherI have a maternal aunt who's a hoarder. She can't throw anything away. Not even garbage. She has stacks and stacks of stuff lining trails through her house. Mice live in those stacks. It's disturbing, unsanitary and unbelievably claustrophobic. She can't let anything go. I've heard armchair psychologists say that people like that have experienced some profound loss in their lives and now Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-8419458988618393372010-06-05T15:19:00.005-05:002010-06-05T16:12:03.420-05:00I'm NOT just like my motherAll my life I sort of wondered why I never really fit. I didn't seem to value the same things that I was told I should value. I always wanted to go places and see things. My parents, and my mother in particular, placed a high value on financial and emotional security and material comfort. Now those are not bad things, per se. In fact, it is quite normal, I think, for parents to want their Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-35107696687938096332010-06-04T00:39:00.005-05:002010-06-04T01:08:50.989-05:00Movie Editing 101Here is my first attempt at video editing. Now you poor, poor people won't have to suffer through endless miles of dead air space in any videos I post! Yay!h/t J, who encouraged inspired me to find a way to do this.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-86598156763431244702010-05-30T13:20:00.008-05:002010-05-30T14:05:33.924-05:00Keep it out of the landfillIllinois actually has a state law that prohibits the dumping of lawn waste into landfills. So what to do with all this stuff? Compost.Here's my $50, 2-hour project to stop paying to have my lawn waste hauled away.Four cement blocks @ $1.49 ea. 8 landscape timbers @ $4.75/ea. 4 3/8" x 2' rebars @ $1.69/ea. Total cost with tax: under $50. Ok, not counting the two replacement drill batteriesDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-10814976166592269482010-05-30T12:28:00.003-05:002010-05-30T12:31:58.854-05:00Scout is a good boyWhole wheat, peanut butter-oatmeal dog treats. Simple, cheap, and easy to make. Best of all, just the right size for training an overzealous, young, whip smart Australian cattle dog.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-1142722743739086222010-05-28T15:38:00.010-05:002010-05-30T14:13:30.782-05:00Ciabatta!This was my breakfast.Poached eggs a la silicone poach pods and a fresh loaf of homemade ciabatta. I got a new cookbook from America's Test Kitchen show. I've never seen the show, but apparently it's on PBS. In any event, they had far too many pork recipes for my tastes and not enough bread, but they do explain why they are doing each step and what it achieves in the way of rising. It is one Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-62825603174545919042010-05-27T00:31:00.003-05:002010-05-27T00:33:30.664-05:00Did you just say "Monkey Butt"?Why yes I did.That is all.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-17193591793090077772010-05-26T10:36:00.007-05:002010-05-26T11:55:10.499-05:00Why I love my jobI have been watching quite a few TED videos of late. I've been giving a lot of thought on my professional tasks...specifically, teaching, and how I might do that better. I also have been reading about the world and struggling to understand how to make it better, mostly through articles posted by J on venues too numerous to track down.All of these things have coalesced to convince me of a singleDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-69075757533190776822010-05-21T19:24:00.002-05:002010-05-21T20:09:53.173-05:00The Amazing ScoutDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-74291723018300561542010-05-20T12:41:00.001-05:002010-05-20T12:45:57.656-05:00Why is Google the most frequent visitor to my blog?You know, I was really thinking I had a fan. And honestly, I'm normally not some sort of stalker. But I don't know anyone in Mountain View, California. Hell, I barely know anyone (outside of a professional relationship) in California. And when I look at my site tracker stats and I see that a someone from Mountain View, California, has visited my site every single day....well, a D is gonna getDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-5094481665512928782010-05-16T18:15:00.003-05:002010-05-16T18:37:27.566-05:00Storage SolutionsPegboard storage solution for my kitchen pantry. I am so tired of all my counter space and stove top cluttered up with all this stuff. Cheap project. Acceptable solution.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-47021893030237735022010-05-15T11:50:00.007-05:002010-05-15T13:14:10.631-05:00Michelle Obama, Fat People, Heath Policy, and MeI am not a big reader of our campus newspaper, but one day last February, a copy was hanging around or lunch room on campus and I read while I ate. I found this article. Overweight woman equates obesity to genetically determined eye color, or attached earlobes. It pissed me off. I remember being incensed. I thought that I should write a rebuttal. But then I thought to myself, "do I really Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-19119648685796656632010-05-13T09:30:00.005-05:002010-05-13T09:39:40.857-05:00Is "Folks" a racial slur?I just listened to an old You Tube video of a "debate" between Dr. Lemont Hill and Bill O'Reilly. Torture as I'm sure you guessed. However, both men slung around the terms "white folks" and "black folks" to the point that we could have held a drinking game and been pounded under the table.But it got me to thinking. Is using the term "folks" a slur? Sure, we use it in both directions, but it Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-59841545466789408142010-05-09T20:48:00.008-05:002010-05-09T21:17:32.872-05:00Happy Mother's DayIt's mother's day. So of course, I think you should celebrate in the traditional way: invite your mother over to your house to do your lawn. At least that's the way my neighbor sees it.In other news, Scout isn't feeling well. He may have eaten a stick or two of sugarless gum. Sugarless gum contains xylitol, which apparently can be deadly to dogs. I'm not going to say that Scout is on Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-16502883034696414512010-05-08T17:06:00.002-05:002010-05-08T17:15:24.940-05:00The flying discDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-69106938316528691622010-05-08T13:46:00.004-05:002010-06-04T17:36:05.130-05:00My morning walkDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-85629637906509737942010-05-02T14:41:00.005-05:002010-05-02T15:38:54.788-05:00One for the Life is Good fileSo apparently last year while hiking with D-nephew Lee, I twisted my ankle thereby breaking it. Also in said accident, I created a hairline crack in my tibia. OK, forget for the moment that I had to look up what a tibia was (I have never had human anatomy), that isn't good.However, there is an upside to this. Under specific doctor's orders, I have been told that lunges are out for a full Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-22991301741908216852010-05-02T11:10:00.002-05:002010-05-02T14:39:25.406-05:00Rainy morning breakfastI know there are those of you who are saying to yourselves after reading this, "D, haven't you had enough of the breakfast foods already?"The answer would be "no".I love breakfast. I love breakfast foods. I love getting up in the morning and cooking. It's all so very throwback to an earlier time before I became an academic and before life was so busy that I felt like I was on a dead run Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-78692533582800913212010-04-26T20:46:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.053-05:00Dog in motionDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-17756249588895442132010-04-26T20:40:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.083-05:00It happens every springIt's time to play ball.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-69676747133442763022010-04-18T22:22:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.111-05:00Howdy, ScoutSay hello to the newest member of the D household. Howdy, Scout.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-27589653671417461492010-04-15T00:41:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.138-05:00Human behavior and why it baffles the cluelessSo yesterday, someone told me I shouldn't have been offended by their offensive behavior.So after I had to "get over it", I also had to get beyond the idea that someone who knows nothing of me outside of my professional environment honestly believes they can tell me what I am allowed and not allowed to take offense at. Whenever someone tells me that I should or shouldn't feel a certain way, theyDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-2484255783630692032010-04-14T21:04:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.358-05:00An untimely endAnd no, I didn't do it. This was a big pig. I think it probably left a pretty significant dent in the car that did it. There were two of these. The horror of the first pig's untimely demise prevents me from showing you what happened. This guy must have been an afterthought.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-70540048129598924982010-04-09T23:52:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.619-05:00Are You a Prairie Chicken?Yesterday, I stopped by the Attwater Prairie Chicken NWR. I don't know squat about prairie chickens. I know they gather on leks and compete for mates. Off the top of my head, I'd guess they look a little like a grouse.Hence, I thinking I didn't see a prairie chicken today. Too bad, I couldn't come back tomorrow when they were having their annual hootnanny and were taking people out to the "Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-7274082707480952152010-04-09T23:07:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.645-05:00Coincidence? You DecideOnly in Texas do they have to feed the deer to get them to come to your yard.The question rather asks itself, doesn't it?WTF?Is this somehow related to the three signs that preceded it? Disturbing thought.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-2623872702457608252010-04-08T09:11:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.387-05:00What a difference a day makesToday, I have a lot of things I didn't have yesterday.A farmers tan.Two plants I didn't have for my research.A shower.I want to how you some of the plants I've encountered in Texas. Wildflower season is upon them.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-61822170917700136522010-03-27T20:05:00.000-05:002010-05-02T15:56:14.172-05:00Hitting the Nail on the HeadSometimes you read something and it resonates so true with you that you have to stop for a minute and revel in the simplicity of someone who just gets it right.Today, I found just such an example over on Huff Post.The Tea Party mantra of "Take back our country!" is racism cloaked in patriotism by people who can't compete, can't adapt, and no longer have the protection and security of simply Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-60194350018172453182010-03-27T11:00:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.671-05:00Old FavoritesThis is my all-time favorite picture of Jake.It was taken in my mother's back yard shortly after I joined her and Jake for a year-and-a-half stint of divorce healing, undergraduate work, and getting my life back in order. When I tell you he used to sit in the yard and look proud, this is the look I'm talking about. Interestingly enough, it is also:1) the first picture I ever took of Jake.2) Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-17801480787662230182010-03-26T22:32:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.723-05:00Jamie Oliver's Food RevolutionSo tonight was the premiere of Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution. I really enjoyed the two episodes they put on. My sister called me this evening and reminded me to watch because, apparently, we had a relative interviewed for the program. She called my Gram to find out the person's name that we were related to and the nature of our relation. Turns out, it was the DJ who gives Jamie such a hard Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-58716408368369587642010-03-21T13:29:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.751-05:00In Search of Good NewsYesterday was a wash, what with my internet security software attacking the very computer it was supposed to protect. In a nutshell, the folks at BitDefender made me regret my 3-year licensing agreement when they released an untested update that quarantined every single file in the operating system. For every single user of their software. Every. Single. User. After that bit of fun, it Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-892251260122745672010-03-19T22:14:00.000-05:002010-05-02T13:40:21.778-05:00An Empty HouseIt's too quiet around here. I try to knock around the house and revel in my newfound freedom and act like all is as it should be, but it's too quiet. I miss Jake. I really do. He was such a good dog except for the thunder fear, but there was little that could be done about that. Other than that one thing (and sure, maybe it wasn't a LITTLE thing), but other than that, he was a GREAT dog. Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-44496196477728366442010-03-14T01:59:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.803-05:00Making a SplashBehold! My new kitchen look.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-84788464184960499432010-03-13T20:52:00.000-06:002010-05-02T15:56:14.278-05:00I just don't get these kids todayOk, so D-fav J is on a rant and decided to pull me into it. I thought I'd take just a moment to defend myself and my original argument.A. The original intent of my post (as opposed to the letter I actually wrote to the company), was a sort of tongue-in-cheek poke at myself. It's the inevitable dismay at having turned into my mother.B. I think you have misunderstood the nature of my complaint.Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-87349502010415540932010-03-10T11:13:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.876-05:00I'd like you to meet my little friendMeet Chance. My sister's dog. Aging cocker spaniel. Severe seizure disorder. On regular meds for it.My sister is in Salt Lake this week. Toole to be precise. Chance is in Illinois. With me.Ok. I'm just going to be frank with you. I have never trusted this dog. And can we talk? My sister has never gone overboard on the discipline thing.Shall we say this dog rules the roost? He behaves Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-23933041127008259492010-02-28T15:13:00.000-06:002010-05-02T15:56:14.316-05:00You Can Never Go Home AgainI realized today, in glaring terms, how little I have left in common with the friends of my youth.Today, I received an invitation to my 30th High School Reunion. Here is the announcement in its entirety.Dear Classmates: It is hard to believe that we are approaching our 30 year class reunion! We hope you are gearing up to participate in our celebration that is currently being planned. Our goal Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-31601252306982192902010-02-28T11:56:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.903-05:00Life is a funny thingFor the past two days, I've been in mourning. My weekend began with a shock when I came home Thursday evening and found my Jake dead. He was a very sweet dog. I didn't even realize how well known and how well loved he was until people came out of the woodwork to comment on my Facebook notification and I realized, nearly all those people had actually known Jake. He was the kind of dog who madeDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-34337605078440743072010-02-21T23:33:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.930-05:00A Few LoveliesToday, D-friend L and I went to the orchid show at Mobot. Lunch at Schlafly's, a little Crate and Barrel and some Trader Joe's and what a day it was!Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-61890181684943529692010-02-20T18:54:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.956-05:00New CameraWelcome to my new world of Canon EOS Rebel XS. I think I got a pretty good price. I like the guys I bought it from. They are a real camera shop, with real knowledge, and real service. That's hard to find these days. Sure, its not the newest model on the market, but it is a solid perfomer. Today, I took it out in the wilderness to take some shots. It is such a shame there are no flowers up, but Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-22828287015566946232010-02-16T08:00:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:21.984-05:00Weekend Culinary Adventures, Daktari-styleThis past weekend, I did some lifestyle rearranging. Starting with my pantry. I had to get the no-no food out of my line of sight so I could actually see what good foods I had to work with. There wasn't much after all was said and done. It appears I've been hoarding an extraordinary amount of jams and jellies, and there was dried fruit in there that I didn't even remember buying. Oh how my Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-7791879262003834152010-02-15T08:00:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:22.015-05:00My Five Year PlanI realize that I'm going to have to graduate eventually. I assume that I will teach eventually on a collegiate level. With any luck, I'll land a tenure track position somewhere and get busy making undergraduates love science.My five year objectives include:1. Developing a course on evolution that moves beyond a presentation of the scientific evidence. The greatest weakness that I see today in Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-28775389121870312782010-02-14T12:04:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:22.074-05:00You Kids Get Off My Lawn: The RemixToday, I ordered a hat from Steep and Cheap. It didn't read the description very well until AFTER I had ordered. If I had read it, I never would have ordered the product.Here's the description Steep and Cheap offered for an Outdoor Research brand fleece hat:Outdoor Research Fleecy Hat - Women'sPull on the Outdoor Research Women’s Fleecy Hat for everything from a chilly stroll through town to a Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-12684510229475555442010-02-14T11:10:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:22.107-05:00Love is in the DetailsIt's Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day celebrates the Feast of St. Valentine on the Catholic calendar (although apparently, it has been removed from the calendar since so little is actually known about St. Valentine). It is not the day St. Valentine died, but rather the day he was buried. One and the same? Who knows? There appears to be no real reason that St. Valentine, whoever he was, was Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-44182140458656918302010-02-13T13:46:00.001-06:002010-05-02T15:05:02.091-05:00YawnIt is amazing to me how going on a diet and starting to work out has turned me into a total hermit. The problem is two-fold. I understand that I can't be eating out and hanging out at the bar all the time. I might as well walk around with a sugar IV hanging out of my arm if I was going to do that. Secondly, most of my free time seems to be involved in working out or tending to my Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9174818662993882005.post-20395892409497826382010-02-12T11:47:00.000-06:002010-05-02T13:40:22.202-05:00That's twoYesterday, a second person told me that I looked like I had lost weight. That's two people, folks, which I think is pretty good if you consider I've only lost 11.5 lbs. Oh sure. I still have cellulite on my ass and no one can see the muscles I'm building under that thick layer of winter fat, but I will take my achievements wherever they present themselves.It makes lunge day so much easier to Daktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.com1