Recently someone I work with was bitten by a rattlesnake. Not a twelve foot one either. A baby one. According to everyone I've told this story to, those are the worst kind. Although this may or may not be completely accurate, it still sucked. (for him of course, not me) The doctor told him, which most have been absolutely comforting, that "this is the first rattlesnake bite I have treated. Oh, and you may lose your finger, I got this off the Internet." Nice, good work on the bedside manner. However, if being a doctor only takes a thorough knowledge of wikipedia searches, I'm sittin' pretty for a degree in medicine.

Yes, Rock On Cobraman, Rock On.

Lucky for Don (the guy who was bit) he has a whole bunch of coworkers to visit him in the hospital and give him a hard time about getting bit. Someone gave him some gummi snakes, there were many poorly performed Steve Irwin impressions, and various other references to a job well done. But hey that's what friends are for.

The nurse was somewhat offended by our visits, but I don't think he quite understands how we work. If it had been us, Don would have been there doing the exact same thing.

There's something to be said about that. We are all there for each other. That's a good thing given the nature of our work. We need to be there. There were two others there with Don when he got bit. They smashed the snake with a sledgehammer. Score one for the blue team.

I have learned much about html code, and obviously have much to learn. I got this template off a website. Still working out the kinks and stuff. I will try to liven it all up a bit. In the meantime, use the comment box on the right side of your viewing device. Let me know what you think. Yes, this is all new to me.

I amazed myself. I know. Though I don't have any amazing raccoon stories, nor do I have copious amounts of information regarding the dangers of fluoride, I do have good news. No, I didn't save a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to geico, (No hyperlink there, they are neither friend nor foe) I am done with classes for Constitutional Law. Hooray! I still need to write a large paper and I am not looking forward to it.
Here's the thing about the blog, I think of things all the time to write about. Amazing things, incredible things, things which neither man nor beast will ever understand. However, I am never near a computer and able to freeform it right then and there. If my memory serves me correctly, it doesn't. Thus, as I sit to write a blog post, I think to myself, what was that thing I was going to write about? Was it about sitting down on a already warm toilet seat? no..... Was it about techniques used to appear working when you are not? could be...... It may have been more pictures of my garden......

I regularly visit a few blogs and I am consistently impressed with the amount of consistent dedication by the blogs author who manage to produce posts on an incredibly regular basis. Kudos to them.
I guess they find it easy as they have something to be passionate about. I on the other hand am passionate about not being passionate. The occasion is rare when I drag the dusty soapbox out of the garage where it has acted as a makeshift sprinkler repair workshop. I stand and deliver a short but sweet tirade careful not to unnecessarily offend. Therein may lie the issue. Perhaps a lesson from the sprinkler box is called for more often. Not that any would particularly care, but I may feel better about it.
Hmmm.... If I could just find someone to yell at...

I've noticed something particularly odd about time. When you really need it, y0u don't have it. When you have to much of it, there nothing to fill it with. If you wanted to reserve a block of time for something, say homework, it's amazing how something better comes along. I have been forced, by way of my own doing, to write 1-2 four page papers every week for about the last six weeks. Not to say that the better option will edify and uplift quite as much as reviewing supreme court decisions, and making uneducated inferences about their meaning and present day applications.


Though I try to look at it with the attitude that I have scarcely more than one year until the suffering has ended, that's a lot of papers. A lot of papers. I have learned some stuff along the way, however. Nothing that will solve world hunger, yet. If anyone is looking for a good book on effective leadership, and a good example of someone to follow, pick up a copy of this book on President Lincoln. It is an easy read and actually has some good points and interesting anecdotes about honest Abe. Not to get too political, but clearly the current president did not read this book. Nor did he read Sun Tzu's The Art of War.


But remember, if you vote with your heart and not your pocketbook, the terrorists win. Not really. But please read Lincoln's speech delivered at the dedication of the Gettysburg Cemetery for the slain Union soldiers.

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

Abraham Lincoln

There is not much more that can be said.

Not too long ago I posted some pictures of my garden. I'm sure that you can scroll down and see them. Here are some updated pictures. I know, the garden seems kinda boring, but I have no children and this is what I am raising now. So enjoy. We also ate the first strawberry. It was delicious. Albeit a little small.

Peas, Beans, Corn

Peppers, Cucumbers, Strawberries

Pumpkins!

We had a little issue with the pumpkins, they just didn't want to grow. They have finally sprouted and we look forward to the fall harvest. I imagine they will end up being the size of the decorative pumpkins you get in the fall, but at least we saved 15 cents

a pound!

Here's to garrrrrdening.

Yes, this whole blogging thing gets away from me. I haven't the constant time or patience to do it. Of course I will continue, but try as I might, it may not be every day. Aside from the constant lamentations about blogging, we went on vacation this weekend. Look at these cool pictures!

OK, so no one had a camera. I do have one picture taken with my cell phone however. This is near where we camped. Also enjoy these photos from the interweb!

or look here for a photo journey!

Maybe next time we will have a camera. But the history is great other wise. We also found rocks. Geodes to be specific.

Ours weren't quite this cool, but we didn't have much time to look around. We need to go back just for the rocks. maybe next time.