Flash App

Here's a cool flash app found via fellow Malleteer Chet. The woman reminds me of Androo's last girlfriend. You can grab her with your mouse if she gets stuck.

More Asshatness

I hate all the top 50 or top 100 lists that have become the latest way for entertainment companies to make a quick buck, but this latest one from Discovery about the Greatest Americans takes the cake. Oprah Winfrey is #9?!? That's five spots ahead of Einstein and six spots ahead of Thomas Edison. Mohammed Ali and Lance Armstrong are ahead of Neil Armstrong. Sigh.

Four More Years

I'm not sure about the exact date, but about this time four years ago was the day I met my beautiful wife Marissa for the first time. We were serving hamburgers and chips to the low income residents of Mercury Court in Nashville with the singles class from our church. Marissa was putting the hamburger patties on the buns and I was adding pickles and tomatoes. I noticed this cute girl to my left was scrunching up her nose everytime I reached across with a pickle, so I started putting the pickles closer and closer to her until she finally said something about it. She hates pickles a lot in case you haven't figured it out already.

Now she's my wife and is 14 weeks pregnant with my kid, and she still hates pickles. I love you baby, and I'm looking forward to at least 40 more years with you.

The Forgotten

I've been meaning to post a link for my Atlanta friend Jay Croft for quite a while. His acting journal is a pretty good read if you're interested at all in the world of theatre. My sincere apologies to Jay for taking so long to link to him. I also apologize in advance for any comments Heff or Uncle Bull leave on your journal. Hopefully they won't act too much like ignorant Wilfreds.

Jay and I met years ago in Atlanta at the Blue Oyster Bar.

Today's History Lesson

A discussion about generic beer today led to me stumbling upon the History of Falstaff Brewing, which is a very entertaining read, although slightly biased. Falstaff created the famous generic beer in 1984, along with a M.A.S.H. 4077 brand beer. There are a few cans available on eBay, so Heff needs to snag one for his beer can collection which sits atop his bar.

Lunch Walk

So after a quick lunch of a can Vienna Sausages (it's pronounced "Vigh-een-uh" down this way) while sitting in my car reading and listening to music on NPR, I decided to go for a quick walk. It was probably about 90 degrees outside at the moment and humid, but I decided I'd just make it a quick jaunt down the sidewalk behind the building I work in.

As I set out, I could see an old man and a woman about 2 blocks down. I had seen them before and had noticed a WW2 Vet sticker on the back window of their truck. As I walked by them the old man nodded at me and asked "so what do you think about the day so far?"

I stopped. "Well sir, I'd say so far it's pretty hot out here."

So we started talking and I soon brought up the sticker on his truck. He started telling me about his WWII experiences and we ended up standing there talking for over 20 minutes. He was in the 2nd Army and got off a boat in Le Havre, France and proceeded to stay on the front lines most of the way across Germany. He said he rode on the front of a tank most of the time and carried a BAR.

It's always an honor to talk to men like him. I wish I had the time to sit down with him for a few hours and chat. My walk wasn't very far today, but it sure was a lot more interesting than it usually is.

Scrushy Acquitted

It's good to see that some things never change. Apparently the city of Birmingham, Alabama is still full of ignorant asshats. Apparently the prosecution side of the law is not attracting the best and brightest anymore either. How on earth can 12 people come to the conclusion that Scrushy "didn't know" about the massive fraud going on at a company he built from the ground up?