As a wise man once said,
"Stop making toys I want!"
I thought it was pretty cool that I went 385 miles on one
tank of gas yesterday. This feeling remained with me until
this very morning, when I started my car and backed out of the
driveway. I got no more than 15 feet away (at an incline, no
less), when the car sputtered to a dismal stop.
It wasn't a very good start to the day, but that's the risk I took.
I can't imagine any logical reason why I did not stop for gas on the
way home from work; I had about 25 different options. But, I
was in a groove, man! This driver stops for nothing. 'Cept
a lack of gas.
So I worked from home today. Not a bad deal, since I do
the work from home thing every Friday. This does mean that I
will have to forego the process this week, as my WFH allotment is
I'll keep this entry brief, as I've been posted to the Moblah'g much
lately and will continue to do so throughout the week. But the
site redesign is going to plan, and soon you'll see a new and
improved photography page. First things's first, though...I
got to take more pictures.
degree weather. Not the most fun thing to do.
Perhaps the thing to do would be to take a vacation?
I can't quite think of where I
want to go, though. Oh, wait. Nevermind.
That's it for now! Please head on over to the Moblah'g, if you
haven't done so already. Lots of stuff to be found there.
And please comment. Oh, and drop me a
note. I always appreciate the thought!
Monday evening, and a wonderful dip in the pool. While
we were swimming around, Sumner asked me one of those questions only
children can ask.
"Why are the clouds orange, daddy?"
Funny how such a simple question can have such a complex answer to a
child. The sun reflects its light against the clouds in the
"But, the sun is yellow", he stated matter of factly.
I then tried explaining that just as he sees himself in the mirror,
the suns sees itself in the clouds. That brought a smile to
his face, and he resumed swimming. Coincidentally, Sumner is
an awesome swimmer, even better than he was last summer. In
previous years, he faced the pool and water with reckless abandon;
he feared nothing about the entire event. Seeing how he is
more fully self-aware, I feared this summer would bring trepidation
in full swing.
But after two weeks of prescribed swimming lessons, the boy is
nearly swimming the width of the pool. Any pool in fact, just
as long as there is water enough to jump in. He lasts much
longer than his parents, too...he doesn't know when to quit yet.
I'm pretty stoked to announce a new addition to Outside the
World: The Moblah'g!
Go check it out, and come right back. Don't worry, I'll wait
Back? Good. So the proper term is "MoBlog" (as in mobile
blog), but I much prefer the Moblah'g. I know it's been done
thousands of times before by hundreds of thousands of people, but
it's fun and why not, eh? With this new blog, the site will be
granted daily updates. Everything comes straight from my smart
phone, right as it happens. It's my own little version of
I love the freedom that it gives me. No longer is my mind
tethered by my keyboard and mouse; I can post a picture and thoughts
from anywhere I wish now. Jeez, now that I think about it,
this could be dangerous. Well, with great power comes great
responsibility, as one arachnid's uncle once said. I'll do my
best to entertain.
So, on the weekends, check the main blog
site for updates. Any other day, head on over to
I'll be much appreciative of the effort!
As my brother pointed out, it is quite sad that I only know a
song by "The Who" because I heard the reference on an episode of
Simpsons". Well, it is what it is, as Rocky once said.
From the episode, "A Tale of Two Springfields":
The various Who songs mentioned or played during this
episode are: "My Generation", "Won't Get Fooled Again",
"Squeeze Box" -Mentioned by Homer in the hotel.
"Won't Get Fooled Again" was played later, as the group
"broke" the wall.
"The Seeker" - Played at the start of the concert.
"Magic Bus", "Pinball Wizard" - Requested by Homer.
It was "Won't Get Fooled Again".
So, enjoy the new entries, and by all means, comment as you
wish! The only way I know that people are visiting this humble
little blog is because of the commentary. Plug away! I
leave you with the moon.
PS. Yes, this entry was all over the place. I was just excited
to get the updates done. Forgiveness please!
As a matter of fact, yes, I was putting the Web site off for
quite a few days. Why do you ask?
I'm still coming to grips with the new design. I do not know
whether it holds any particular aesthetic value or not, and the
lengthier column makes me feel as if I haven't typed nearly as much
material. I am tempted to beat my hands against the keyboard
in a chaotic fashion to pound out meaningless drivel.
Overall, I feel the page to be quite boring; it holds nothing of
value to me, so it might be gone/changed soon. Below this
entry you'll notice a new linkable calendar that I whipped up (ie,
divided one table 30 times, whoopee!), but I quickly realized after
creating it that I only create entries once per week at the moment.
25 out of 30 links now become useless! That is, unless I write
everyday. I have a few ideas for that, too.
It's been a pretty fine month of June so far, though the days
recently passed have brought much higher temperatures than in the
beginning of the month. Late in May, we bought the wife a new
bike complete with a secondary seat for the little one. We've
wanted to ride bikes again for years, but some other priority
seemingly stood in the way. But we finally did it, and it was
perfect weather in the evening times.
We haven't ridden in about a week or so now. Reason? The
temps rose 20 degrees in the sundown hours. That's just enough
to make me think twice about the whole affair, at least until the
But! It will be a riding night tonight. Armed with water
bottles and a stubborn constitution, we will enjoy our outdoors
time, by gosh.
Side note: the boy just waddled up to me and asked me if he
could give me a hug. I love Sundays.
Just for fun, how about a chopped up panoramic view of my
And maybe a little more fun? A picture of where the magic
A picture of Sumner out in front of our house
Well, now I'm just doing the Web equivalent of bashing my
hands against the keys, so I'll stop for now. The nightly bike
ride may have just been postponed due to inclement bad child health;
my wife just asked if we could give Sumner Pepto-Bismol.
That's usually not a good sign of things to come. Have a great