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I also have a headache. i think that work causes headaches. or maybe i need glasses. or both.

i was the Frog again today, but not for money. A promo was being made for the premiere of Peter Jackson's new movie, King Kong, of which our station is going to be somehow involved. So, for the commercial, Michigan j. frog (as played by me) will grab a blonde model and swat away planes. Yay!

I got this email at work today. Found it somewhat amusing, thought i'd share. (See, if they limit your freedoms in creative ways, it makes it easier to tolerate!)

So, email...
Titled:
Twas the night before the server crashed and all your files were lost...

A reminder and warning in a seasonal muse:

T’was the weeks before Christmas, when all through Sinclair,
Our firewall is maxed, almost beyond repair.
It seems our policies employees have ignored,
Surfing for gifts, seems to have soared.
Some surfing is business, some clearly is not,
Like trips to ebay and e-save-a-lot.

We in MIS were all snug on our floor,
When cyber Monday hit, it ripped off our door.
So many visits, too many strange sites,
“Keep out the viruses, or read the last rites!”

Gordon in his kerchief, and Jim in his cap,
Are racing the building, lap after lap.
Away to the servers, Jim flew like a flash,
“Decode all the bugs, free some more cache!”

With a little screw driver and encouraging remarks,
In through the door, runs Delbert R. Parks.
His eyes, how they twinkled, his nose a little runny,
So much weight, he lost from his tummy.

“There’s no way to fix this men,” he said in a daze,
“This is high speed gases and cosmic rays!”
“There is but one thing we can hope to do,
Beseech our employees to do what they’re supposed to.”

Now Daniel, now David,
Now Patricia, and Susan!
On Ronald and Linda,
On Donald and Karen!
All our employees no matter your name,
Stop surfing the web, this isn’t a game.
Please, please, stop, don’t fracture the 'wall,
Stop surfing the web and go to the mall!


Hooray!

I was going to blog the story of Feb. 14th, 1989, but my headache is too imposing right niow. Maybe tomorrow.

The girls went over to the across the street neighbors house today for cake and ice cream and pudding. They had a pretty good time.

It's so cold outside now rthat i had to wear layers of clothes to work - i had a t-shirt under my button up work shirt, and jeans under my slacks. Dorky? probably, but at least i was warm. er.

my wife just stopped by and fed me pepperoni slices while i type with a baby on my lap. Except for the headache, life is pretty good.

You know what is a damn good song? Testify by Rage Against the Machine.

I'm running out of rthuings to blog about, and my shoulders are getting all tense from sitting here with Irina on my lap, so I will type up the xmas story thus far and hit publish post.

In the days when Herod was king of Judea, Mary was visited by an angel.
The angel said, "You shall bear a son and call Him Jesus."
In those days, everyone went to the city of his ancestors to be taxed.
Joseph had to go to Bethlehem, the city of David.
Joseph and Mary made the long journey together.