the jalapeño pepper i diced for dinner last night was so hot my hand is still burning today…

i haven’t watched american idol in the past so i don’t know if its always like this but in the women’s contest last night there was a very obvious correlation between looks in the white contestants and talent in the minorities…

i wish apple would hurry up and release leopard so i could rationalize the purchase of a mac book pro…

i’m constantly amazed by how many people are too stupid to know how stupid it is to put something stupid in print.

i had to get a new eye doctor since we moved and i had my first appointment with him at the end of last week. we went the typical patient history questions and then he asked a couple of courtesy questions:

“what do you do professionally?”
“are you married?”
“do you have kids?”

i answered:

“software geek.”
“married.”
“two kids.”

he followed up the last question with:

“how old are you children?”

“one and three.”

he then responded with what i have grown accustomed to hearing after saying i have a one and three year old at home:

“it gets better.”

how apropos i would encounter the following passage in the book i took with me on a recent visit to my family:

she had said she was afraid of perry, and she was, but was it simply perry she feared, or was it a configuration of which he was part – the terrible destinies that seemed promised the four children of florence buckskin and tex john smith? the eldest, the brother she loved, had shot himself; fern had fallen out of a window, or jumped; and perry was committed to violence, a criminal. so, in a sense, she was the only survivor; and what tormented her was the thought that in time she, too, would be overwhelmed: go mad, or contract an incurable illness, or in a fire lost all she valued – home, husband, children.

- in cold blood, by truman capote

only politicians are less convincing and more habitual liars than the folks at the airlines.

natalie has been especially sweet of late and i would have liked to have sent her flowers today but unfortunately ftd and hallmark have ruined this day so i’ll have to find another day and another way to show my affection.

in the past i would have said there wasn’t anything redeeming about oklahoma city but on my recent visit an abundance of long legged women kicking around in short skirts and knee boots has changed my mind…

i give a lot of lip service to how important family and just about everything else is in relationship to work but then seem to spend the majority of my time working.

today i’m owning my convictions…

ethan’s narrative at the end of each school day includes an account of darth vader visiting the class and teaching the kids how to be bad.

and while my initial reaction is to brush off this anecdotal tale there is plenty of hard evidence suggesting that ethan may in fact be under the tutelage of some dark lord…

a couple of weeks ago i was in the attic when all of the sudden i lost sensation of where my body was in space and almost fell through the attic trap door.

earlier this week i was walking through my office and as i turned a corner i dropped a little breeze with no prior sensation or warning it was coming.

then yesterday, a friend asked me what i thought of turning forty which should be a ridiculous question since its well over a year away but these other recent signs seem to be suggesting otherwise…