Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Thanks For The Good Times!



Father of mind-altering LSD dies at 102
Swiss chemist Albert Hofmann discovered iconic drug in 1938

Proves to show that moderation is the key.. Dude died at 102!

RIP Mr. Hoffman

MSNBC Link to Article

Monday, March 10, 2008

This is what it's all about


Things like this are what make me proud to be in R&D in technology. How cool is this??!

The Boston Retinal Implant Project recently developed a bionic eye implant that will restore vision to those affected by degenerative blindness. The device works by being implanted into the back of the eyeball and working as a light transmitter to the brain, where the two are connected by a nerve/wire thinner than a human hair.

Now the technology has its limitations; it won't give site to those born blind or who suffer glaucoma, nor will it offer perfect vision. Only those who previously had sight, and a semi-functional optical nerve, are eligible. The idea is that it will give the blind a general sense of their surroundings so they can function on a basic level. But researchers do hope to improve the technology so that users can recognize things like facial detail and expressions in the future. [Boston Herald]

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Amen Sista!


Ok so here's another great post that speaks to mind... I know I know I can't just post other people's posts.. Bear with me here, I'll write some originals soon.

If you are in this type of relationship then R-U-N! What the final straw for me besides the obvious, was that I was cooking, cleaning, working 60 hours a day, and taking care of littles and the dogs. If only PAM (Punk Ass Momma which is how she will be referred to from now on) could have had some sense to realize this.

Even More On Sex and Chores (and Chore Sex)
from Strollerderby by Kelly Mills

If there's a theme emerging on the Derby and in the rest of the news, it's that women want guys to do more in the way of housework, and doing the dishes or folding the laundry is essentially foreplay. There's even this article on the hotness of a man who knows how to wield an iron (some ladies made a "porn" book of photos of guys cleaning, hee hee). Now, I'm gonna bet that some guys already pick up the house without being told, maybe even as the neatnik in the family. But the bottom line is this: If you and your partner aren't necessarily compatible in the standard of cleanliness you require for sanity, the messier of the two is probably going to have to pitch in even when they don't want to, because that's part of being in a relationship. One person doing the lion's share is a recipe for trouble unless that's an agreement both are on board with.

That said, of course the same goes for sex. You have the clean(ish) house, it also seems fair to me that if one person has a stronger libido, the other person may need to do it even when they aren't begging for it themselves. After all, why should one person have to constantly tamp down their desire because the other one is rarely in the mood? Obviously there's extenuating circumstances (illness comes to mind) at times and maybe some work has to be done to make the experience more interesting for both parties. But either way, any natural incompatibility is probably going to necessitate compromise, and the solution probably can't be living in a pigsty and only having birthday sex, or giving in to the other person's requests for chores or sex with complaining or eye-rolling. Love is lots about giving, and not being an asshole about it.

If the idea of having sex makes one person resentful because they are tired from doing everything, or the notion of chores pisses someone off because they are treated to shabbily and never even get any, maybe it's time for someone to call truce. But if you are the clean one and the libidinous one, well, we'll find you some different porn.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Hallelujah! Dad's Get Some Credit


Being a dad is tough in the sense that you get singled out as the idontknowshitaboutkidsbutimfun parent. Being the single dad means the now I HAVE to know shit about raising a kid and ALSO being the fun parent.

I read a bunch of blogs about kids and parenting and have found that they always assume its the mom's duty. Check out the article below from Strollerderby... I feel a little vindicated now...phew...


Dads Matter, Even For Baboons
from Strollerderby by AmyinMotown

A recent review by Swedish researchers of 20 years of data on father-child relationships bears out an idea that should surprise none of us: Dads matter.

Specifically, having an active, positively involved father reduces behavior problems in boys and psychological problems in girls. And it has a significant effect on reducing criminal behavior in kids from low-income families and improves intelligence, reasoning and language development.

Why, it's like dads are breastmilk!

"For example, we found various studies that showed that children who had positively involved father figures were less likely to smoke and get into trouble with the police, achieved better levels of education and developed good friendships with children of both sexes," says Dr. Anna Sarkadi from the Department of Women's and Children's Health at Uppsala University, Sweden.

"Long-term benefits included women who had better relationships with partners and a greater sense of mental and physical well-being at the age of 33 if they had a good relationship with their father at 16."

And hell, the benefits apparently hold true for baboons as well.

The researchers are calling on healthcare professionals to encourage and welcome more engagement from fathers, and on policymakers to set policy that makes it easier for dads to be involved.

It seems like a no-brainer, but I know that sometimes people focus on my role as mother and kind of dismiss that tall guy standing next to me who knows our kid as well as I do. Lots of the networking that goes on among parents tends to be mother-focused. A little more dad love would be good for everybody, methinks.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Just Get IT Done...


Dealing with an IT group is very similar to dealing with a 5 year old...

"Just do it when I ask you to please so that I don't have to ask you over and over again."

The beauty about dealing with the actually kid is that you do have some "control". I've been a liaison between the Business side and the Engineering side of multiple multi million dollar corporations for almost 10 years now and I thank my lucky stars for this ahem, skill. In fact it does translate well to kids in either defusing an argument or buttering things up a bit in order to GSD (Get shit done).

The main challenge I have here, when dealing with my child, is that I am at the top of the chain. No mom = no CTO to get his/her people to do as I ask. No complaints, just a challenge. I've learned the hard way that I need to stick to my guns at home...at least until I get bamboozled into a bribe I can't refuse. shit.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Apartment in a Box...

Sung to the tune of "Dick in a Box"... Shai I got one up on you (See Post here: http://24dollarsoftrinkets.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-couch-in-box.html)



Apartment in a box bitch!

A Pink Wig, Ketamine, and Thinly Sliced Fish

So I've gotten a lot of questions as to who is Maccio Carpaccio... Here's the true story rather than keep you all guessing.

A long time ago, during the 1st or 2nd Tibetan Freedom Festival in DC......

Somehow, the lead guitarist (name rhymes with bone) from this band called Pearl Jam, ended up at the Glebe house. Well after a nice night of typical 308 debauchery and a pink wig on said guitarist, I was called to come and give him a ride to the hotel so that he wouldn't miss the show.

It was 10am and me being a good boy and getting some sleep, I was called as nobody else could drive. I arrive, get the pink wig off his head, the girls off his arm, get him in the car, breakfast and off to the hotel. As we get to the hotel, he invites me back for lunch on him for being his savior and buying him breakfast. I said cool see you later. Before I leave, and this is a quote.."Ask for Maccio Carpaccio. Thats what I register as so that groupies and crazies don't know I'm here. It literally translates to thinly sliced yellowtail."

It's all in the name... thanks bro. Hilarious