Moved

I didn’t die, although the thought was very appealing.
I have moved to a different host. If you are reading this you need to update your bookmark to: http://www.slightlysouthofsane.com

In The End

In the end we all die and nothing we’ve done has any significant impact on the universe.

Bye.

Ugh

It’s amazing how life can go from extreme highs to extreme lows in a week. He didn’t even bother to call me and let me know he made it to his mother’s home in one piece. Time to drown the bad thoughts.

And just like that …

… he’s gone. My son has decided he would rather live with his mother.

Martian Tweet

Have you heard of Twitter? Think of it as microblogging. You have 140 characters you can use per entry and it’s based on the question “What are you doing?” You could be standing in line at the bank, having lunch with friends or just standing in the sunlight and looking at the grass. Any little detail of your life you can share with the world via Twitter.

What if you are on a different world though? Can you still use Twitter? Yes you can! Just ask the Phoenix Lander on Mars. I’ll leave it up to you to figure out how the lander Tweeting from Mars. Check out the feed though, it’s pretty cool.

The Wreck

I think it’s in poor taste and apparently I’m the only one to think so.

The Horror

Really, is there anything scarier?

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Hi Georgie

Long time readers have heard me mention Georgie in the past. I love his blog and you probably will as well. This week he’s answering questions.

Who wrote that wonderful question on Net Neutrality?

http://www.beingfive.blogspot.com/

Ain’t This Some Shit?

On Wednesday at my son’s school part of the day was treated as a Field Day. Basically this means the students were all dumped into the track/sports/P.E. area of the school and left to their own devices. A group of 10-15……let’s say “Black”…..students got together and attacked four……let’s say “white”…..kids. This group targeted one kid, moved to the next one, moved to the next one, moved to the next one, and then were finally stopped by the teachers. My son was one of the targeted kids. He’s ok and only has a bruise or two. These were quick hit and run attacks. The school called to tell me what happened and I went to the school to learn more.

Now my son doesn’t feel safe going to school tomorrow or Friday and I don’t blame him. How in the hell can you have a gang of kids roving and attacking other students like that. Where in the hell were the damn teachers? Can you guess what the school plans call for on Thursday and Friday? Field days!

Sadly not all of the kids that were attacked were willing to talk to the school officials about the situation because they are worried about retaliation. Some of the little thugs were hauled off but some weren’t because of kids afraid to name names.

What I want to do is swing by Lowe’s and pick up some chain my kid can use as a “belt” on Thursday and Friday but the law doesn’t think that is the right idea. Something about intentions and weapons. Ah well.

The Morning After

The original plan called for my ex-wife and I to split the cost of a new skateboard for my son’s birthday. Naturally he wasn’t interested in the el-cheapo models. Sadly he got in quite a bit of trouble a month before his birthday and the skateboard idea rolled away. I really wanted him to have the setup he asked for but I had to hold my ground as a father an keep the punishment in place.

When the birthday money started coming in from the family I realized he could afford to buy a decent skateboard if he only thought to use the money for that. Sure enough he put two and two together and realized all he needed was a ride to the skate shop. He asked and I drove. While he didn’t get the one he originally asked for he did get a decent board.

So, what did he get for his birthday? His step-mother and I went in together and bought him Rock Band for the PS2. I knew he would want us all to play together so we bought an extra guitar to go with it. The game is way more fun than I thought it would be. We’ve had a blast with it.

He also got one other thing. When we were coming home with his new board we were talking about what he needed to do to it so it was setup just how he likes. It turned out we didn’t have all of tools needed to assemble, disassemble and modify a skateboard so we stopped at Home Depot and I bought him his own tool set. I’m hoping the tool set will help teach him some responsibility. We’ll see.