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I work at a place where your level of cool is directly proportional to the level of Apple products owned.  There is some debate about the residual cool of say, owning 4 different models of ipod.  I tend to de-crap immediatly while my cast offs are still useful to others.  In fact my ipod touch was engraved “Stolen From: Kevin”.  I believe the guy that bought it found this too be at least a $20 value add.

I’ve had an explosion of apple at my house in 2008.  As you can see from my not-to-scale graph above, I’m getting pretty damn cool.  The quality and sophistication of my charts, graphs and other technical illustrations was been called ‘questionable’… So I chose tools fitting my level of expertise for this task.

As You Like It, originally uploaded by kbb.

I bought this for $5 in an antique shop in Fargo, ND. I already have at least two copies… But this one was gorgeous and the quote in the inscription is fascinating, it’s from an 1894 lecture titled ‘Shakespeare. A lecture’. I think Judy fudged the last word, but I’m not going to fault her - I wish my friends inscribed books like that.
Here it is with a bit more context:

Shakespeare was an intellectual ocean, whose
waves touched all the shores of thought ; within
which were all the tides and waves of destiny and.
will ; over which swept all the storms of fate, ambi-
tion and revenge ; upon which fell the gloom and
darkness of despair and death and all the sunlight of
content and love, and within which was the inverted
sky lit with the eternal stars an intellectual ocean
-towards which all rivers ran, and from which now
the isles and continents of thought receive their dew
and rain. — Robert G. Ingersoll

The whole lecture is digitized and available online (this quote is from 73). I love the interweb, but I still think there is no substitue for a real book.

Nothing is ever equal. It just doesn’t work that way. It’s also true that everything changes. I had a realization a few months ago, that most of my friends have blindingly cool spouses, who over time seem to get cooler. There are exceptions to every rule but I give you this chart as gospel truth.

I’m pretty sure nobody will dispute it’s veracity at my house.
Does anyone know what causes this phenomenon? I can think of a small handful of counter-examples, but they may be errors in judgement.

The wife brought me an Obama sticker, but it doesn’t stop there! she ingeniously fashioned it into a magnet for my car. I’m pretty sure my car’s ‘hippy’ factor actually goes past 11. The burning question is:
How long will it take for someone to steal my magnet?
Place your bet by leaving a date in the comments. The closest one will win.

Obama magnet

Other questions… will an Obama supporter steal it? or will some PF’er in town for the RNC throw it down a drain?

In celebration of the 21st anniversay of Gerg’s 12th birthday, there was a pine wood derby.

Gerg is good like that. My #10 car turned out pretty well. I didn’t even come close. A young upstart who shall remain nameless won…. With her shark week car.

I’m not catholic. I actually have no religious beliefs of any kind (aside from a deep believe that 8 spaces don’t make a tab). However, the catholics are no sillier than any other faith - particularly the Irish Catholics.

They celebrate the feast of St. Kevin on the Third of June. At my house we also celebrate St. Kevin day, the girl is chairing the planning committee this year. Check back for updates.

In celebration of 1 year of wedded bliss, I’ve hatched a four point plan for a long weekend:

We’ll have three nights of fireplace + king size bed + wet bar + jacuzzi.

I’m pretty sure that adds up to awesome, but I’ve been accused at being bad at math in the past.

I work for a small company - it’s no where near as uptight as some of the large publicly traded places I’ve worked. The girl works for an itty bitty company, with a very different culture than I’m used to.

The contrast is best shown with this snapshot from their employee potluck.

This morning I find my car is a mess.   Someone left it unlocked last night.  Thi savage rifled through my stuff, a savage that smoked in my car.  It smells like an ashtray.  If I was going to be doing illegal things at night in the dark, I’d put out the glowing fire in my mouth.  Not only was this person a not all that bright, they also have very poor taste.

Apparently only one thing in my car was worth stealing.  He went through the glove box, and every other compartment.  They opened my sun glasses case, deemed them uncool and tossed them in the backseat.  There was a super huge maglight in the glove box, also not cool enough to steal.  They passed on the 4 nickels, 2 dimes and 6 quarters as well.  I was violated and my stuff was deemed unworthy to steal.

They stole my krispy kreme coupons.  I guess the joke is on them… the last krispy kreme in MN closed a few weeks ago.

Marx, originally uploaded by kbb.

Mr. Little guy has never steered me wrong. Ever. For those of you from out of town if you have a burning question, I’ll drop it off for you.

I’ve asked this guy many things… But I lost most of them.