oath of office

Just a quick note tonight. When George W. says that he took an oath to protect and defend the people, he is not getting it right,… exactly. Here is the oath of office he took:

I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.
– oath of office

Protect and defend the constitution.


She jumped from her Mercedes SUV after hurriedly disconnecting her cell call with a friend. Stocker, the golden lab in the back seat, smeared his nose up against the window.

“I was waiting for that parking space!” She shouted.

The other woman, oblivious to the black Mercedes SUV, had glided into the space with her metallic green Lexus SUV. She considered herself fortunate in getting the space between the Suburban and little BMW 6 series car. She had not noticed the other woman waiting because she was on the phone with her 16 year old daughter who was, at that moment taking a stand against picking up her 11 year old sister from the dentist. The shouting from outside caught her attention and she looked in her sideview mirror to see a woman jumping down from the SUV.

“I’ll call you back in a few minutes. I want you to get your sister, I won’t have time.” She flipped the phone shut.

The Mercedes woman approached the Lexus.
“Didn’t you see me waiting there?” It wasn’t really a question, it was more of an order to get out of the space, “I was here first.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t see you,” offered the Lexus woman who then countered with “I’ll only be a minute.”
“Look, I was here first,” demanded Mercedes “I’ve been circling this lot for the past 20 minutes. This space belongs to me. You just cut in front of me and took the space. Why do you think I was waiting there?”
“I promise, I’ll only be a few minutes and then you can have the space. I just have to drop this package off,” Lexus lied. She really wanted to get to the store that had a wonderful sale and she knew that if she waited too long, the good stuff would be gone. She was gambling that by time she returned to the car, this woman would have found another space.

“If you get out of that car,” Mercedes warned, “you’ll have flat tires by time you get back,” She lied. She really had no intention of flattening Lexus’ tires. She knew, however, that sometimes a threat can be as good as the deed. She learned that from her husband.

Neither woman noticed the police cruiser pull up behind the Mercedes until the officer was out of the car and walking toward them. After a brief explanation of what was going on, the police officer told Mercedes to find another space. Mercedes protested but it didn’t sway the officer. Reluctantly, she walked back to her car and whipped out her cell phone. Meanwhile, Lexus had headed toward the store and was back on the phone with her 16 year old who agreed to pick up her sister on the condition that her mother would allow her to go to a party the coming weekend.

The woman in the Mercedes watched as the Lexus owner walked around the corner. She looked in her rearview mirror for cars, people, anything, then glided out of her chair and moved quickly toward the Lexus. She moved toward the parking meter glancing over her shoulder and looking around. She bent down and unscrewed the tire valve cover and using her car key, pressed it against the valve letting the air out of the tire. Bent down as she was, she was able to completely deflate the tire without being noticed. As she started back toward her car, she scraped her car key along the side to the Lexus. She climbed back into the Mercedes turned around and said to the dog, “Okay, Stocker. No spaces today. We’ll go to the vet tomorrow.”

the bulk

I’m not sure when it began. The earliest recollection I have is standing in the aisle at CVS and looking at the selection of toilet papers. I’m not even sure what I was thinking at the time, though I imagine it was probably along the lines of, “Why is this 4 pack so much cheaper than that four pack?… Oh I see,… this one is single ply.”

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s when it started because, as I looked down the aisle, I saw a very large package that appeared to contain 12(!) rolls of toilet paper and the price was less than the price of the 4 rolls, doubled. “Ah,” I thought, “I bet it’s single ply.” But it wasn’t, … it was double ply. A clerk walked by and murmurred, “That’s a great sale!” I grabbed the 12 pack, and rushed toward the cashier.

After that, I refused to purchase the 4 pack. And I didn’t even look at single rolls. I had graduated to bulk. From there, it was only a short step to the 12 packs of soda at the supermarket, and it will come as no surprise to many of you that I ended up in one of those big discount warehouses where I could purchase everyday items for a fraction of their cost,… all I have to do, is buy thirty of them.

week off & photo

This is a photo I took last week. So, I decided to try a photo upload and see how it works. This photo got a great deal of attention and was published in a few newspapers. The woman with the flag is running to meet her brother who had been in Iraq for 12-14 months. To see a larger rendition, just click on the photo.


I wonder how you erase photos that have been uploaded without erasing the entry. I’m writing more this week because I have the week off. Lots of time to see how this all (TypePad) fits together.

typepad forum

I just found the unofficial TypePad Users Forum and left a question about the trackback feature. There doesn’t seem to be a way to manually send a ping unless the other blog site is Moveable Type or TypePad. What it’s looking like, is that this property is not available in the basic version.


I was correct about the manual ping not being available in the Basic service. The journey can be found on the user’s forum.

isp down

Today, I learned first hand what the disadvantage is to having everything on a server other than your home computer.

My ISP seems to be having problems and I cannot get a connection. Fortunately, I can still type and get things written before they disappear into the ether.

I wonder when it will be back up, It’s 11am (DST) now.

FYI, it came back up around 11:30am.

home or elsewhere

I’ve been trying to get my blogging software on my home machine to work. It was because it went on the blink, that I started looking around for alternatives and happened upon TypePad.

In reconstucting it (my home blog), I have come to appreciate even more, the way TypePad is put together. I’m starting to sound like a commercial for them. The fact is that both have their advantages and disadvantages. Having the blog on your home machine means that your blog is totally under your control. What you write is not in a server someplace else. That doesn’t seem to mean much nowadays, but there is an added sense of security to that.

The disadvantage, of course, is that you have to be home to make entries.

blogger, typepad and omniweb

The more I use this service, the more I like it. I just did a blogger entry and it was fine, but didn’t have the pizazz. I think blogger makes a good backup.

I hoping to be able to go through the TypePad manual more thoroughly this weekend. I already find myself writing more (numerous drafts and beginnings).

I also want to send a note to OmniWeb to see if there’s anything they can do about making their product more compatible with TypePad… it’s worth a shot.


Two years ago, my parents died about two months apart. It was and remains one of the more profound things to happen in my life. I still am not sure how to fill the gap of their absence.

On occasion, I can hear the voice of my mother or father as words spill from my lips unthinkingly. Things I’ve heard them say and the ways in which they said them. I tied my shoe, and the thought of my father teaching me how to tie my shoes passes slips through my thoughts. I close my eyes and i can feel my mother kissing me on the forehead and calling me by a name only she used.