Cyberjanitor

As you may or may not be aware, I haven’t had the ambition to update this web site in awhile. That is not likely to change. We are all well but exhausted and running at about 100 miles an hour everyday. I hope you are all well.

I thought that I’d brag a little bit about my brother. He called me today to let me know that he’s officially a certified motor(cycle) patrolman, or something like that. Not only is he certified by he was also awarded as top officer in his class and the instructors suggested that he look into becoming an instructor. These guys train a few hundred cops every year and I would consider their opinion to be highly valued.

Let’s just do a quick recap:
He is the door breach guy of his regional SRT (think SWAT) team.
He currently teaches hand to hand submission classes for cops in Missouri.
He was invited by the Oklahoma State Patrol to come teach pursuit driving classes.
and He’s now been recommended to pursue teaching police motorcycle school.

You know, if he wasn’t a fascist pig cop, he’d be a pretty impressive guy to know… much less have as a brother.

Congrats, Bro.

Today I am participating in my first CLE. Oh no, I’m not going to be attending the presentation… I will be presenting an hour on my subject matter. Glup! This might surprise you give my charisma, confidence, and unfailing good looks; but I don’t like public speaking very much. Like not at all.

I’ve put nearly 30 hours into this hour. My topic is far far far too large to be presented in an hour and it’s not very exciting to talk about. I hope that I’ve trimmed it and created a general enough picture that I can hold the audience for my time. The audience will be people that could bring me their business and that makes this a little bit more nerve wracking. Well, it’ll be done this afternoon.

Huge picture update…

I bought a strategy guide. Fallout 3 is just too big for me to wrap my head around. I’m ashamed. That maps are really good though!

The 18 month old has gotten a case of the soft feelers. I suspect that it is a combination of frustration at trying to communicate via words that he doesn’t know how to say and jealousy over little brother. Of course, I don’t know as my psychology 101 class was over 15 years ago! (unbelievable isn’t it?)

His vocabulary has exploded in the last 3 weeks. I like to watch his mouth while he watches my mouth and see how his lips mimic the shapes that mine make. Pretty fascinating. I think that I was a little oblivious with the 8 year old and I wasn’t around enough for the 6 year to watch that process. He loves when I sing to him (and who wouldn’t?!) and he now can ask for songs. “row row”, “cee dee”, “twikle twikle” etc. Adorable.

My lovely and talented wife (she sometimes reads this) has taken up getting new art for the kids’ rooms. Her latest endeavor is finding pieces that she likes and copying them on canvas. Yes, seriously. To be completely honest, her work is amazing. I plan to move us to Hong Kong and start selling knock offs.

I have pictures of Halloween but they are in the camera. The office in the basement is just not working out. When/if we move, I would like to move the office onto the main floor. This way I can go into the office and work on bills or pictures or emails and not have to run away from the family. It’ll cut down on the pr0n but that’s what drapes are for.

I hate political season. I hate when an ardent support starts spouting rhetoric without any understanding. Whenever I hear someone who goes to rallies, canvases neighborhoods, and wears the button of their candidate comment about their candidate all I can hear is Ruprecht from Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.

I do not trust the opinion of someone walking on the sunshine of their candidate. Period. There is no such thing as perfect candidate. There isn’t. Firstly, they’re in politics. I wish that I could remember the quote and who said it but I believe in the idea that those who are career politicians are not qualified to represent the people they are supposed to be representing. Secondly, my perfect wouldn’t be your perfect anyways. That said, there is a lot of room for honest discourse about what each person is going to do. If a supporter is unable to identify those ideas that their candidate supports that run counter to their own personal beliefs, that supporter is unable to have a reasoned discussion and that is the person who needs a wide open field to run and play but does not need an audience.

I think that I fixed comments finally. Sorry for the issues. I did wonder why I wasn’t getting all the porn and Russian gambling sites comments.

Nurse practitioner took about 10 minutes and said that he’s fine. Get out of here.

Now I’m pleased beyond all, but I’m pretty irritated that the doc got us all nervous. I agree that they should be safe before sorry, but the kid’s head is in the 70 percentile (ok, just short of but still big) and he doesn’t exhibit any of the other indicators of an issue.

I wonder how much this trip to the specialist is going to cost me…

It’s not surprising that some people hang on my every word and don’t make decisions until I’ve stated my opinion. What is surprising is how many people do the opposite.

I’ve been playing a lot of Fable II this last week. I like it. I like the whole idea of Fable whereby you act out the story of the adventurer’s whole life and that story is visually represented by the character aging in game. I’m not going to go through and give a review, those are easy to find, but I’ll just mention some things that I like.

I like the combat system. Yeah, it’s pretty easy and you can get out of scrapes by button mashing. You can add a lot of depth by creating combos and mixing in some fun. i.e. - Time shift behind a bad guy, unleash a flourish into his back, follow with a chain style, flourish the guy behind you, and then target his head while he’s falling down with your shotgun. That’s bad ass.

I like that people start to recognize your feats and that the world evolves as you affect it. I wish there were a few more examples of places you can affect, but there’s only so much that they can do.

I like the good versus evil representation and the added purity and corruption. I don’t like that eating meat and drinking booze makes you fat. I think you can be corrupt and thin. Fish doesn’t make you fat.

I hate the clothes. Why do I have to wear sissy ass tights to have a high “attractive” rating?

The dog is great for helping me spot stuff, but I don’t have any attachment to him. Ol’ Petey said that I was going to feel love for this dog. Meh, I like dogs but my only affection comes from him spotting treasure boxes in case I don’t see it.

This isn’t a perfect game by any means but it is absolutely my kind of game and for that reason I’m happy that I bought it. I really don’t see this as having legs from a multiplayer stand point, but that’s ok. Who needs some other chump thinking that they are Albion’s savior. That’s my gig, jack.