There Be Walls.




There Be Walls.

Originally uploaded by macwarriorny.

When I got home from class today I noticed that our contractor had put the sheetrock up in two of the four rooms we’re having built in our basement. It’s very exciting to see this sort of progress. I’ve been pulling wire through the studs for the past couple of nights, when all is said and done each room with have three-line phone jacks, internet/network access and a clock from my school clock collection properly flush mounted against the wall. Even the storeroom.

Earl has big plans for the workout room, including a set of lockers he has leftover from work to store our stuff in. It’s great to see the project coming together. We’re really happy with the work.

I can’t wait to move our offices, the music studio and everything downstairs.

MA050.

Well today was the first day of my “Introduction to Mathematics” class. This is the non-credit course I have to take because I didn’t achieve a high enough score on my two attempts at the college pre-placement exam. I commonly refer to it as “Math for Dummies.”

This course probably has the most eclectic assortment of people in it. They’re from all walks of life and of all ages. I’ve made it through four of my five courses so far and I have yet to be the oldest. I’m feeling like one of the cool kids, as I had to share my book with another and he complimented me on my handwriting. At least he didn’t say that I write like a girl (Earl always says that). I’m now even tempted to wear my jeans all saggy with my butt crack showing. On the other hand, that may be more frightening than I need to be as I probably have a little more hair there than my peers.

One thing that I’m adjusting to is the presence of cell-phones in the classroom. Up until today it hasn’t been too bad, but because this math course is basically a lab, people were starting to take or make phone calls (that sounded like a lot monosyllabic words and a mixture of grunts) before being scolded by the professor (who, by the way, is an adorable geek about my age).

The course is self-paced and I’ve decided to take it nice and slow. I need a good, solid foundation of mathematics for the rest of my courses and since I have to take this course, I might as well do the best I can, take my time and get the highest score possible. It’ll pay off in the long run.

Grim.

“The Doomsday Clock” has just been brought closer to midnight per an article in USA Today. The new time of five minutes before midnight (armageddon) is reminiscent of the days after Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I find this to be a little frightening.

From The Bulletin:

IT IS 5 MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT
2007
The world stands at the brink of a second nuclear age. The United States and Russia remain ready to stage a nuclear attack within minutes, North Korea conducts a nuclear test, and many in the international community worry that Iran plans to acquire the Bomb. Climate change also presents a dire challenge to humanity. Damage to ecosystems is already taking place; flooding, destructive storms, increased drought, and polar ice melt are causing loss of life and property.

Always looking for the irony, there’s an episode of Wonder Woman where Ted Shackelford and Joan Van Ark come back from the future, and one of them mentions that there were considerable changes in government after “the nuclear holocaust”, which took place in 2007. Now I’m not basing what lies ahead on an episode of Wonder Woman, but it does make you take pause for a moment.

Between North Korea, the mess in Iraq and now the heating up of activity in Iran, this may be turn out to be quite the year for the history books. I hope we can find a peaceful solution all around.

Quaint.

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I’ve been going on about global warming and how much like spring the weather has been here in the middle of January. Well, as they say, “it’s not nice to fool with Mother Nature”. This morning we awoke to a glorious, beautiful sunny day.

However, it’s currently -1ºF. I wish it was -1ºC, now that wouldn’t be so bad. This cold weather makes navigating the campus interesting and forces me to wear my dorky hat out in public. It looks like it’s going to be in the mid 30s by the end of the week though, so that won’t be so bad.

Studious.

Well I’m officially back in school and have survived my first class. On this morning’s agenda was “Introduction to Sociology”. It’s a required course for all college students in New York State and I must say that I think I’m going to enjoy this course. There’s only four exams and one paper plus a lot of reading. It’s a large class with 75 students and is held in a lecture hall. It’s funny, I hadn’t even considered the fact that I would be sitting in a large lecture hall for any of my courses, for some reason I pictured them all in smaller traditional classroom. Oh well, I don’t mind this approach at all.

And I’m not the oldest person in the class. Yay!

I was a little nervous walking into the hall and I remembered not to be an annoying adult type and sit front and center. That’s not my style. But I did raise my hand and answer a couple of questions today which now that I look back at it I think I found a little startling. I could just hear all the psychic thoughts in the room, “Who’s this guy with the bald head and bushy moustache and what is he doing here?” That could have been paranoia instead of psi powers though. I did blush a little bit but I got over it quickly.

Tuesday is my busiest school day as tonight I have five hours of Civil Engineering/Drafting. I’m trying to decide if I need to eat supper before I get to class at 5 p.m. or afterwards at 10 p.m.

Is it safe to eat at Taco Bell yet?

Feedback.

I’ve upgraded my blogging software. If something acts a little wonky, please drop me a line and let me know and I’ll see what I can do to fix it.

This new version of MovableType should make the commenting process a little less painful for my gentle readers. If I don’t know who you are, I’ll have to approve you once or twice. Once I know who you are you’ll get through without my having to look down your shorts first. Unless you want me to.

Oh, I’ve also fixed my online status button for AOL/.Mac chatting. Just click that little button on the right side of the page for more information. If you want to say hello over IM, that’s the instant messenger I use the most. Yahoo! makes me nervous for some reason. If you’re using AOL, you can chat with any .Mac subscriber without jumping through hoops, you just need to put in the entire .Mac e-mail address for the AOL screen name. Technology is cool like that.

Not Sure.

This afternoon I embarked on a rarely traveled boulevard in our happy little home; I cleaned the master bathroom from top to bottom and left to right. To make the task even more enjoyable, I turned on the bedroom television and tuned in Lifetime around 4:30, expecting to catch “The Golden Girls”. I surprised to find that they were running their new game show, “Gay, Straight or Taken” in it’s place.

Ugh. I think.

First of all, this program has all the earmarks of that trainwreck “Boy Meets Boy” with a revolving cast. I think it’s kind of demeaning to all parties involved for the primary contestant to have to figure out who’s gay, who’s straight and who’s taken. This afternoon’s female participant was particularly clueless, because she didn’t guess the correct guy for being the gay one and used the “let me see your fingernails” urban legend as one aspect of her barometer. Please. I had the gay one picked out within the first 15 seconds. He had more chiffon shooting out of his mouth than Marilyn Monroe, and he went a little wild about the woman’s purse pooch that she was carrying. All that was missing was the flashing neon pink triangle flashing over his head.

“Ring, ring.” It’s the cluephone, and it’s for you, Miss Contestant.

She picked the well groomed guy as the gay one. That’s so 1999.

Anyway, I’m not going to go out of my way to search out another one of these episodes. I feel like it was 30 minutes of my life that I won’t get back.

But at least I got the toilet clean in the process.

Ice Ice Baby.




Ice Ice Baby.

Originally uploaded by macwarriorny.

The trees in our backyard are starting to show some pretty good ice buildup from the storm blowing through here. We are suppose to get more freezing rain and sleet through the night, when it then is projected to turn to snow.

At least it’s finally starting to be a little like winter around here!

Where’s the Seat Belt.




Gaming Sunday.

Originally uploaded by macwarriorny.

Earl and I originally had plans to go visit my sister and my dad and stepmother in Syracuse today. However, Mother Nature decided that we needed to have everything coated in ice and snow, so we thought it’d be best if we stayed at home and treat today as one of those winter-time January Sundays.

We’ve spent the entire day playing “Project Gotham Racing 3” on our Xbox360.

I’ve become quite good at not dropping f-bombs while racing the streets of New York in my Astin Martin or my Corvette. Earl, on the other hand, drops blue words like candy. Always the humorist, Tom puts his ears back when he hears the profanity. His latest exclaimation was “Where the fsck is the seat belt?”, referring to the fact that he had ripped the steering wheel controller right off the table it was clamped to and had tried to pound the pedal assembly through the floor.

I am very grateful that I decided to buy the Xbox360 instead of the new Wii for our household Christmas present this year, because I’m positive that a Wii controller would have sailed through one of the family room windows or the screen of the television within the first 48 hours of playing.

We’ve always been proud of the way we’ve decorated our house, including the family room. I can’t wait to see what the new gamer chairs we have our eyes on add to the ambience.

As I just crossed across the room to go to the restroom, Earl promptly barked out “Don’t cross in front of me! I’ll hit ya!” Now that’s the love I always talk about.