The Lost Weekend

First of all – a new look for the site. Far less dark and hopefully a little easier to read. Plus, it’s customizable! Click on the one of the four squares at the top of the right hand column to pick your very own color for my blog.  

Last weekend was supposed to be an uber-productive one for me, but as usual, events conspired against me.

The Wife and The Boy headed down to visit the maternal grandparents, giving me a chance to catch up on some stuff around the house and at work. Sadly, a rogue thunderstorm and a crapped-out laptop meant that watching The Brady Bunch Movie at 1:00 in the morning was the highlight of my weekend.

The first thing to go wrong was the weather. I was gearing up for the first big mow of the season on Saturday, but a fast moving line of thunderstorms pretty much drenched things overnight Friday night. Soggy, soggy, soggy.

Fortunately, things dried up enough by Sunday afternoon so I could blow my plans and feel obligated to mow the lawn before it completely swallowed the house. Since we’ve already established that I take an inordinate amount of pride in merely mowing my lawn, here are some post-mow photos for you to look at.

I was also hoping to catch up on some small projects for work, but Saturday morning my company-issued laptop decided to flip-out. For the most part, it just flat out refused to boot up. Twice it did actually make it all the way, but then crashed after about thirty seconds (albeit with a fantastic display of blinking lights and lines all across the screen).

I gave up after two hours, but then ended up having to go into the office later that afternoon to discuss the situation with the tech guy and jury-rig a solution that allowed me to work for the first half of this week. Nothing’s cooler than having a laptop patched into an ancient 500-pound desktop unit. But it worked and forced me to not do any work outside of regular business hours, so maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

I thought my woes had ended when Monday morning rolled around, but I was apparently wrong. The Wife tried to kill me Tuesday during dinner slipping this high-quality piece of “cooked” chicken into my fajitas. She says the fact that she’s the one who pointed it out to me should absolve her of blame. The jury’s still out.

Big time, baby!

Well, the blog has finally arrived - I’ve received my very first spam comment submission. Thanks, Rashjnah! Your poorly worded advertisement for “artificial lawn maintainance” (?) made me feel like a valued member of the online publishing community.

Then, within two hours, three more spam comments came through for Viagra-like products. At this rate, I’ll be the King of the Interweb by mid-June!