Bear Pic - 6 Days Old
Bear Pic - Two Years Old
1. I served in the U.S. Army for three years.
2. I’ve traveled to the following countries: Canada, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Germany and technically Egypt (though I was aboard a ship in a canal at the time.)
3. I loathe any kind of public speaking.
4. From 1991 to 2003, I moved 10 times. I’ve lived in the same house now from almost 3 years.
5. I love the comics strip, Calvin and Hobbes.
6. I no longer have a gall bladder.
7. I tend to be quiet around people I do not know; but once you get to know me you probably won’t be able to get me to shut up!
8. I do not (or can not) consume any caffeine.
9. I found and married my soul mate.
10. Before my son was born I wasn’t certain I was cutout to be a father; now I can’t imagine not being one.
Telephone Support Service Update (November 23, 2005)
If you want to get to a human faster, here's a link to a "cheat sheet" for a number of companies' customer support telephone systems.
I'm The Dad - 07/12/04
When my son was born, I had a revelation. The doctor, taking care of my son immediately after birth, said "Dad do you want to meet your son?" I sat there for a moment and then realized, 'I'm the dad!’ I've since discovered that a lot of new dads have this revelation. It sounds rather basic but it’s really more complex than realizing that you are now someone's father. "Being the Dad" is finding that you are now responsible for the well being of another person. It’s feeling the stress of providing for your family and worrying about things like job security, health care
and college funds. "Being the Dad" is stressing about keeping up the "dad" jobs around the house and worrying about whether or not all the doors are locked at night.
My son is seven months old and I'm really just discovering the real meaning of "Being the Dad"; today the stress and worry was all worth it when my son was comforted by just sitting on my lap, for no other reason than 'I'm the dad'.
More than a year later, with baby number two on the way, I've never been happier that 'I'm the dad.' I have to say that I'm a bit nervous about being 'the dad' x 2 but I'm confident that Lisa and I will make it work.

 That’s right, we have now experienced The Wiggles live. If you haven’t heard of The Wiggles, they are a preschooler’s answer to the Beatles; a musical group of 4 men from Australia (3 of whom are preschool teachers) who sing about the virtues of “Fruit Salad” (Yummy! Yummy!), drive onto stage in their “toot toot, chugga, chugga, Big Red Car”, and have kids and parents alike dancing in the aisles to “Can you point your fingers and do the twist.”
That’s right, we have now experienced The Wiggles live. If you haven’t heard of The Wiggles, they are a preschooler’s answer to the Beatles; a musical group of 4 men from Australia (3 of whom are preschool teachers) who sing about the virtues of “Fruit Salad” (Yummy! Yummy!), drive onto stage in their “toot toot, chugga, chugga, Big Red Car”, and have kids and parents alike dancing in the aisles to “Can you point your fingers and do the twist.” wondered if we had rushed this first concert experience a little too soon. At first, Christopher just sat on Chris’ lap as the tears started to well up in his eyes despite seeing his Disney Channel heroes on stage before him. In fact, it took several songs before he started to relax a bit. But when I picked him up to do “the Monkey Dance”, I think he finally started to realize that this was supposed to be fun! For the rest of the show, he decided to sit in his own seat (thank you very much), eat some crackers offered to him by the nice mom behind us (thank you!), and giggle, yell and point at the varied characters that crossed the stage.
wondered if we had rushed this first concert experience a little too soon. At first, Christopher just sat on Chris’ lap as the tears started to well up in his eyes despite seeing his Disney Channel heroes on stage before him. In fact, it took several songs before he started to relax a bit. But when I picked him up to do “the Monkey Dance”, I think he finally started to realize that this was supposed to be fun! For the rest of the show, he decided to sit in his own seat (thank you very much), eat some crackers offered to him by the nice mom behind us (thank you!), and giggle, yell and point at the varied characters that crossed the stage.






Escaping unscathed, I returned to base to re-arm and launch my counter-strike. Armed with the latest in anti-wasp technology, I attacked six separate sites. Casualities on the wasp side are estimated to be heavy. By the end of the day, we had destroyed or rendered ineffective four paper wasp nests and two yellowjacket nests.
Unfortunately this is but the first salvo in a war that will likely last for several months. I have already identified at least two more yellowjacket sites and suspect more nests are yet to be discovered.
We will keep you posted as the war drags on.