Archive for August, 2005

I lead a sheltered life, and I enjoy it. You see, I was thinking that I should get back to blogging more regularly these days and I was going to post one of these “what I’ve been doing” kind of posts. But, it turned into this. I lead a sheltered life.

I don’t know a whole lot about what’s going on around me. I try to keep myself informed and of course there are my interests that I keep up on too. But, ask me the latest gossip, and I don’t know half of it—maybe even less. That’s okay though, because when I do end up getting out and about, people have lots to tell me.

This leads me to my next point. I lead a sheltered life in the respect that I don’t get out with people much. (I suppose Jenn and I lead a sheltered life together.) This past week we went out Saturday night to meet with Tom, Rob and Jane (who I know from my trip to England a few years back.) It was nice, but we were only out for a couple-few hours. We stopped by soccer (mostly because we had been out house-hunting and I thought I could corner Kuchta to ask a few questions) for a little bit on Sunday afternoon. But other than that, we’ve mostly been out looking at houses in the evenings and on the weekend. Good thing we enjoy it.

I’ve got plans for things to do that will make me a little less sheltered: movie night with the boys, a game night, Indian cooking night with Marla (but she doesn’t know about it yet,) do a bit more recording, oh and I wanted to see Episode III again tonight for $3 at the Cumberland!

Well, you know where to contact us if you want to help us lead a less sheltered life. I suppose I could get my butt in gear too—slowly—gotta let those things warm up.

So, if I was to put a yellow sticker on my car that said “Don’t drive near me, I change lanes without checking my blindspot” or “I can’t stay in my lane, so lookout—if I hit you, it’s your own fauly” would that absolve me of guilt if I hit someone? So, why do trucks have stickers that say “I can’t stay in my lane when I make a right hand corner” and how about buses that come into my lane when they’re cornering? I say, if you can’t keep your vehicle in your lane, get off the road.

I just came up with another theory. And this is it. The Brontosaurus is thin at one end, much, much thicker in the middle, and thin again at the other end. Wait, that’s someone else’s theory. Mine goes like this…

Blogging is easier when there are no computers around. Of course, it’d be pretty easy to prove this theory wrong, so on one hand, it’s pretty lousy. On the other hand, I find that I have better (and more frequent) blogging ideas when I’m away from computers. For example, this past long weekend, Jenn and I were out at her parents’ camp on Eagle Lake. The air was fresh, the lake was cool (then warm,) there was plenty of food, and lots of time to do nothing. I was away from home and work for a few days (and as such, away from my computers) and I was relaxed. Then the blog ideas started flowing.

Well, I didn’t do much with them. In fact, I don’t remember many of them now. Never the less, I had a great time out at camp. When you’re not at camp, you don’t remember as easily how good camp is. But, just having been out there, I’m ready to take a week of holidays next year and spend them out there.

And as for the Brontosaurus, I think they got the wrong skull on some other dinosaur’s body — so that theory’s no good either.