Can you believe he is three fucking years old? So far, I have only stepped in shit once barefoot.

I am sure that more photos will follow. Of course with my posting regularity of late, I bet some waiting will occur.

Oh yeah, I survived the layoffs (not Sprint). Interesting seeing security officers on the floors to escort those less fortunate off campus. Makes you realize that we all need a backup plan. My company is all grown up now and has that cold-hard GE bitch attitude. Loyalty is tested this week.

From their web site:

Welcome! The Freecycle Network™ is made up of 4,211 groups with 4,240,000 members across the globe. It's a grassroots and entirely nonprofit movement of people who are giving (& getting) stuff for free in their own towns. It's all about reuse and keeping good stuff out of landfills. Each local group is moderated by a local volunteer (them's good people). Membership is free.

What do you do with the still usable junk you no longer need? I tend to go the donation route or rat-pack it away.

I hope that the end of 2007 finds each and every one of you with happiness in your heart.

So off we went ....

Drink was had.

A belly dancer arrived.

A $20 bill was produced from a sneaky GF.

Some how, some way, her boss an I ended up "learning" belly dancing in front of the entire fucking company.

I must have done something right, the CEO's smoking hot wife slipped a $5 bill into my belt.

Rumor has it that photos exist.

Hell of a run KU! Damn proud of you.

ROCK CHALK JAY HAWK!

1. Any song by John Butler Trio, but if I have to pick, Treat Yo Mama off of their Sunrise Over Sea album. They're Aussies which according to the Shrew makes them just that much hotter. We are seeing them tonight at the VooDoo Lounge in KC :) We will see if they are as good live as they are on Memorex

2. Any song by Norah Jones. Damn she is so talented and good looking. Yum. I will throw out Sinkin' Soon from the Not Too Late album.

3. Nine Inch Nails has to be on the list. Too many to choose from, so I will select one of my all time favorites that can instantly raise my mood. I present Wish from the Broken album.

4. Humor has been big lately, so here is Lewis Black's That's F**cked Up from his The Carnegie Hall Performance.

5. Another group that I have been enjoying has been the North Mississippi Allstars. From the album Hill Country Revue, here is Shake'Em On Down

6. I have been interested in witty spoken word. If you have any suggestions send them my way. Here is Utah Phillips with Ani DiFranco with Natural Resources from the album The Past Didn't Go Anywhere.

7. The last is Wanda Sykes, Don't Give a F#@k. Pretty much says it all.

So enjoy!

Some might wonder what is going on in Jack's life. Well, basically life. Simple, pleasurable life. Crazy.

With the change of focus in my life, blogging has dropped in my priorities. I used to spend three or four hours per night reading and writing. Now, I am lucky if I get that in a week. I truly feel the loss, but that void is being filled by other wonderful things in my life.

Is it time to give it all up? I think not. I would rather have a less than full web page than to give it up. Everyone should have an outlet. This is mine.

Later gators :)

I bought canned air.

That's right, canned air. One step closer to idiotic purchase than bottled water.

So, any who, I get my canned air (cheap, cuz Wally World is all about the cheap) and walk to the under paid, under educated, under represented cashier. After she got done "chatting" about why she should be on break all the while chomping on gum like it was Nicorette laced with Meth, she swipped my beloved, albeit cheap, canned air.

The little machine went beep.

She stopped chomping and asked this question all serious and intense.

"I need to see your ID."

My first reaction was WTF?

So, I told her, "It is canned air. It is not illegal nor should I require ID to purchase it."

She quickly replied, "It beeped. I will get in trouble if I don't get your ID"

"But it is air..."

Unreal.

I wonder if I return it, will they have to produce ID to accept my canned air?

The world has gone mad, and yet at WallyWood, peace reigns free because if you are a 14-year-old punk who wants to snuff, you aren't getting it via canned air.

We headed to St Louis to celebrate our "official" one-year anniversary. That's right folks, I have been dating for a year. It wasn't until three months ago we agreed on a date in which we started to date. Funny that we had to go back to the blogs to figure out when she had visited and we had the "talk".

She is wonderful, she is amazing, and I really don't understand why she loves me. I guess I must make her as happy as she makes me.

Life is good.

Tomorrow? More work.

Yay me!

A thrilling time is in your immediate future (in bed).

Never fear, the fiddle player of the previous band, Glengarry Bhoys, was incredibly HOT. So yummy. Oh yeah, she could play damn good AND dance the Irish jig. Where's the fan club?

In other news, lord help me, I bought a Weber grill today just because I wanted hamburgers. It is good to have disposable income. Now if I could just find the matches, then I will be set for a Labor Day Burger Fest 2007.

Hope everyone's Labor Day holiday is safe and fun. For those of you who will work on Monday, I salute you in my sleeping late dreams.

birthday card to go with the balloons - $3.95

dinner at piropo's - $100 some odd dollars

embarrassing him all day because its his birthday - priceless

it's the shrew here, wishing my jack a very happy birthday. i hope that today brought a smile, and maybe a few blushes to your face.

mwah!

Of course, my response was "That is wrong on so many levels."

I laughed like a little boy.

How can we protect ourselves? Is there really any way to escape from the technological data mining that is occurring this very day? Have your read your company's "rules of the road"? Have we really hit 1984?

I am afraid it is true.

Any action, any expression, any hint of outside thought is captured, analyzed, reported upon. Computers, driven by profit and paranoia, are working against our privacy.

Maybe our definitions of privacy need to be re-evaluated. Is it really OK to allow the supermarket to track our spending habits for a quick $1.29 savings on Jiff Peanut Butter? What about data collected from your Google searches being stored for 18+months? How about the your medical records, albeit de-normalized of identifiable markers, being mined for the "betterment" of society, a.k.a profits of pharmaceuticals? I say fuck no.

Unfortunately, it is real. It is happening today.

What are you doing to question authority? What are you doing to "opt-out"?

Just say no when asked. Throw in shit answers. Question authority. Make the asker understand the question.

Never be afraid to ask why. The question must be asked. Complicity is the new evil.

A favorite movie quote of mine, "Truth is a virus" embodies how I want to live life. Transparency. No secrets.

Rise up and make your voice be heard. A single voice, echoed by independent billions, WILL be noticed by the computers. The computers will dictate future policy. Their strengths can be manipulated by a cognizant majority. Those government and corporate policy makers are afraid to question the answers of the computer. It is their weakness. It is their down fall.

Silence is the new golden rule.

Stand-up for your rights. Never become compliant. Always ask why? Knowledge will either enslave us or set us free. Your decision.