Archive for October, 2006

I Hate Spam!

Monday, October 30th, 2006

I’m Feeling: Frustrated
I’m Listening To: Home Alone on TBS

   I logged on tonight, looking to do some site maintenance, uploading pictures and what-not. I was also planning to do a quick blog entry. Imagine my frustration when I went to post, and instead found a whole crapload of blog spam. How annoying. It was seriously like 1800 messages I had to go through. Ugh. So, in order to keep people’s actual comments, I had to sort of scan the first few words of every one.
   So, I figured I’d make a request. Of the eight people who might read any of this, if you decide to post, please at least capitalize the first letter of the post. The spam messages were categorically either all caps or all lowercase. It might help more if you preceded the whole comment with a couple of hyphens.
   Anyway, all my time went to that. I’ll write my original post soon.

Let the Good Times Roll

Friday, October 13th, 2006

I’m Feeling: A Little Down
I’m Listening To: Peter GabrielSo

   So, after having the accident I mentioned a while back, I’ve been running my car in a somewhat “cosmetically wanting” state. No big deal, though, since the engine was running fine. On the way over to Hannah’s parents’ on Wednesday (the 9th) I was driving on the highway, and the wire I had used to wire my hood shut (the latch was damaged in the wreck) decided to break. Clean through. Mind you, my wiring job was still perfectly intact. But the wire gave out. Did I mention I was driving into 30mph winds?

   So, yeah the hood kind of flew up, broke the arms that are there to prop it up when you have the hood open, and smacked into the windshield. It was a little difficult to see at this point, so I laid on my horn, fumbled for my hazards, and pulled onto the shoulder. It was a little scary.
   I know I’m lucky to be alive, but I find myself a little frustrated at the whole situation. We are now down to one vehicle, as we cannot afford to repair the car, let alone replace it. And, since I don’t want to repair the windshield while there’s still risk of the hood flying open, I have to do all the repairs to the front end that need doing before I have someone come out and make that repair for me.

So, we’re looking at:

  • Replace the front clip (damaged in the first wreck)
  • Replace the radiator (got cracked in the first wreck)
  • Replace the hood (junkyard!)
  • Have the A/C repaired (hasn’t worked since before the first wreck)
  • Figure out and have fixed whatever’s causing my Check Engine light to be on (has been since well before the first wreck)
  • Fix the slow leak in my rear-driver-side tire
  • Have Dent Wizard fix the crease in the roof over the windshield (from where the hood hit it)
  • Have the windshield replaced
   Awesome.

Exciting News…

Sunday, October 8th, 2006

I’m Feeling: Awesome
I’m Listening To: Church Sermon

   I’m sitting here in the sound booth at church, admittedly not really paying attention… in my defense, I typically pay my close attention during the second service. Anyway, as I sit here, brain poised to put the emergency brake on any unexpected feedback, it occurs to me that I have not recently posted anything here. More importantly, I’ve been sitting on news for a week that I’ve been wanting to post.
   The news is that Hannah and I are once again expecting. We’re pretty excited… she’s about six weeks along. If we’re not mistaken, her due date is within a week on either side of Ian’s 2nd birthday. So that will be interesting. A fun birthday present for Ian this year, a crappy birthday-attention-usurper for the rest of his life.
   In case you were wondering, I don’t know what this means for our “family planning”. I know this is fairly soon for our second, and that this would put us on pace for about 15 kids before we’re no longer able. While many have asked if we’re going to go to try for a big family (especially knowing that Hannah is one of 10 kids), the jury is still out on that. I’ve never really been a “full quiver” kind of guy, but we’re just waiting to see where God takes it.