The picture above says volumes about what it’s like at my house. Only when you have kids of a small age can you walk around a corner to find this and no one in sight. I think I’m just a tenant here, someone else must be in charge. Not so angry any more. Not really…

I’m angry that I’ve come here. I’m angry that I’ve brought my family here for what is turning out to be the same-shit-different-job. I’m angry that the prospects are slim. Angry that Lyn mentioned this in DC and I shrugged it off. Angry ’cause I knew she was probably right and did it anyway. I’m…

Spring has sprung with a vengance. This workbench was clean a week ago. Slammed. Trying to get way more work done than humanly possible. Last day. Tomorrow Lyn leaves for DC and I’m solo with the short squad for 5 days. Note to self: pick up two-four on way home. Further communiques could be sporadic…

In order to keep my government grant money, I have to from time to time perform public services through the venue of this blog. As such, here’s some information that you should know that was emailed to me by a friend: Manure: In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship…

It’s warming up here. Snap. We BBQ’d yesterday. We’ve actually BBQ’d all winter (I’ve stood out there in snow AND freezing rain on several occassions, it’s called EXTREME BBQing…look for it on ESPN2) but yesterday was the first nice sunny day in awhile. Had only a long sleeve t-shirt on and temps were in the…