On Wednesday I fried my motherboard. ‘Fried’ today being more general term for ‘damaged’ or ‘drugged,’ one should note that as I pressed the power button a smoky semi-toxic odor of burning metal emanated from my computer case — strangely recalling to mind my brother Ryan’s last bout with the grill.
Apparently despite a high [...]
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Because they’re smarter than us . . .
Posted in Dasad Adventures, Experimental Brew, tagged computers, DDR, do it yourself, fire, hard drive, humor, motherboards, PC, RAM, technology, troubleshooting on July 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
A Minor Hazard
Posted in Stumbling Sober, tagged bacon, blame, clouds, communication, distractions, family, fire, life, not my fault, siblings, smoke on July 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Communication is an important tool in most families. Though rarely perfected, peaceful coexistence depends upon one’s willingness to express and understand feelings, needs, or instructions. Imperfectly applied, communication might lead to undesired results such as the kitchen fire of July 12, 2009 which after some hastily issued orders concerning the bacon sizzling on the stove [...]
Gibber-Jabber
Posted in Wanderings, tagged auras, babysitting, candy, chakra, children, communication, dinosaurs, family, Hilton Head Island, humor, Ice Age, insults, kids, language, mass, parenthood, parents, sea foam, speech, Tower of Babel, travel, vacation, writing on July 8, 2009 | 2 Comments »
The fallout from the whole Tower of Babel debacle left man and his children rather befuddled. As the dust settled, humanity severed all connection to those that did not speak and therefore think like themselves, dispersing the human population into nations, cultures, and warring soccer communities. Of course, the children are the hardest hit.
Growing Pains
Posted in Malarchy, tagged brothers, dogs, families, family, Hollywood Video, humor, life, rules, scrapbooks, siblings, sisters, teenagers, video rentals, writing on July 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Today is Bree’s birthday, and she is ensuring that the whole family does not forget. Thirteen years old. An unlucky number for even the most loving parent or older brother. For marking the threshold into the teenage years, my baby sister, the youngest of my siblings has emerged into the second-most-difficult epoch of her life [...]
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