tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64736952009-07-03T11:27:33.612-04:00My thoughts on...well...anythingHarryChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871606587106108959noreply@blogger.comBlogger1255125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473695.post-41583661792486670152009-06-02T08:56:00.002-04:002009-06-02T09:06:16.516-04:00

Someone gunned-down George Tiller in cold blood in his church Sunday. That he happened to be an abortion clinic doctor is immaterial. Vigilante justice, retribution, and demagoguery are not roads we need go down in this country--it's been done before.

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I enjoyed Memorial Day quite a bit. Our trip to Kings Island (formerly Paramount's Kings Island) was great. I would actually call it an achievement--we didn't overtire ourselves, and we never had a desire to strangle one another.For the Combs clan, that's an achievement.We got there at 6pm Friday, having checked-in to our excellent Courtyard Inn in Blue Ash and settled our stuff. A 20 minute

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LinkySimply put, this regulation will be the end of the automobile industry (and possibly the automobile itself). They want 42mpg fleet AVERAGE? Given current regulations, the 2009 Honda Civic Hybrid gets 42mpg average. Nearly EVERY OTHER CAR on the road will underperform.They want these regulations by 2016...understand, that's ONE GENERATION in automotive terms, given the 5-year product

HarryChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871606587106108959noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473695.post-53119678171300718172009-05-18T21:13:00.002-04:002009-05-18T21:27:12.104-04:00

So, as anyone who's followed my blog for a year or more knows, I got motorcycle fever last spring and summer.It all started innocently enough. I got a ride on my father in law's scooter (hey, I had the helmet already thanks to autocross, right?) It was something of a disaster--maneuvering the 600cc scooter at low speed wasn't *quite* as easy as I thought.Long boring story later, I had

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So, Sunday, I decided to do something completely out of character--I took a nap.My wife took one look at my cranky-pants self after church and said, "You need a Nap for Jesus."Which is a polite way of saying, "Jesus, Harold...take a nap!"Anyway, my bizarro dream went like this: [Interior. Lab environment. Soft lighting, muted hum of machinery]Serge: Hello, Harold. I'm Sergey Brin. This is

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I haven't blogged in forever...I guess it's just the omnipresence of Twitter and Facebook that have me being "unfaithful" to my blog.Over the years, I've liked to record the way my day goes, just so I can look back and say, WHAT WAS I THINKING?!A rundown of a typical day for me:5am -- wake up, hit snooze button5:09 -- wake up5:18 -- NO REALLY, WAKE UP.5:18 -> 6am -- Listen to "Countdown with

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You know, growing-up I had three examples of "real life" to go by: My mom, my Dad, and my Aunt Norie. Each led vastly different lives: Mom was a schoolteacher; Dad was a travelling salesman; and Norie did payroll for the local office of the D.O.T.Like most schoolteachers, Mom's life existed on two levels--the "regular" hours that looked so attractive, and the reality. On paper, it was a

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LinkyOh, Jim Carrey, how far and hard you've fallen.Last night, Whitney and I RedBox'd Yes Man, a movie completely devoid of plot. Plot: A progression of a story through introduction, rising action, climax, falling action and resolution (denoument).Yeah, this story has none. It has a terrific *premise*, that of a man who is stuck in a rut until he magically transforms into a guy who can't lie

HarryChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871606587106108959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473695.post-3964057330917040522009-04-01T08:15:00.003-04:002009-04-01T08:25:50.039-04:00

Perhaps Cal's a bargain at that price.However, when I look at the budget presentation here, I see a $2.2 Billion budget for the University of Kentucky (slide 5). Calipari's $4,375,000 per year is right at 0.2% of the total budget. A pittance? Again, perhaps.However, when we flip over to slide 11, notice a budget slashed to meet declining revenue projections, with 188 positions eliminated. It

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Too long for a tweet, to short for proper blog. Here goes:On GillespieYes, you woke up the next day, and Billy Clyde Gillespie is really gone. He's trying to "win" the breakup, showing the world his smiling public face, but make no mistake--you hurt him. You took him right off the turnip truck, threw him in front of the most rabid fan base this side of Notre Dame football, and now he'll be

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It was a hot Friday evening, the pavement sizzling though the sun was just about to clock out for the day.Work stank today, in that "Where else you gonna get a job, loser?" sort of way. Fear and loathing in Lexington, yup. But, she waited.She was hundreds of horsepower, rear wheel drive, and leather interior. She didn't run, she purred. Red--I've NEVER had a red car, but nothing else seemed

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Ah, Revolution.Romantic thought, isn't it? Taking an untenable social and political situation and hitting the big 'Reset' button on the old Nintendo. Start fresh. Start clean. Do it RIGHT this time. Certainly, it worked for our Founding Fathers.You see, I've been hearing the 'R' word bandied about quite a bit in the last few weeks. Casually, as if people were trying it on for size, or as a

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As I sit here at 5:15 am, drinking coffee and eating Raisin Bran, this is pretty much the first time in 2 weeks I've felt like myself. A head cold turned into bronchitis, then back into a severe head cold. I had fever & chills 3 out of 4 days last week. Finally, the doctor prescribed a course of antibiotics and two days later I couldn't hear out of my right ear.Fun times.So, Dr. Whitney

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Once you have been tagged, you are supposed to write down 25 movies you cannot live without. You know, the ones you can watch over and over and never get tired of. They don't have to be in any particular order. These are the movies that make you laugh, cry, think of an old friend, whatever the reason. Please note that these are not in any particular order, these are just the 25 films I feel are

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LinkyCity of Ember is a gripping, family-friendly tale of perserverence and survival. It stars some no-name child actors amid a cast of recognizable adult faces (Bill Murray, Tim Robbins) as the residents of an underground city called "Ember". As the story opens, we see a group of scientists in a "doomsday" scenario: Huddled around a time capsule device, they discern that 200 years is "enough"

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OligarchyThis country is an oligarchy--a country ruled by a narrow, incestuous, elite class bent on maintaining their tenuous grip on power. Where once we had a broad spectrum of representative government and limited federal powers, we now have an all-encompassing federal government, controlled by two parties that look suspiciously like one another.Where's the healthy disagreement? Where are

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I've been keeping up with twitter, but no so much on my blog. It just seems like such a futile time to be writing much of anything.The world economy is dying. We have (er...had) a super-optimized consumption machine going, with a supply-line stretching from the third world (where stuff was made) through the first world, where stuff got consumed and thrown away. The consumers bought the stuff

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Maria's second birthday was yesterday, at 10:40pm.At that point, everyone else was asleep and I was at the computer working on our taxes for the year.We're having her party this weekend on Sunday.

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As Easter grows near, this particular blog is going to haunt me again, it would seem. I hopes of staving off another storm of firey, hurt emails, here's my open letter those whose ire I've inspired.First, I am sorry if I upset you.If you reread my post, you'll see that I pointed out good and bad points about the particular night I attended a performance. And I stand by those opinions from one

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Been a pretty stressful time lately--co-teaching a class at church, layoffs at work, and kids bored OUT OF THEIR MINDS because of the Snowpocalypse.My iPod's been my one refuge. Listening to it today, I've learned something about my (new) self--I hate lots of music.Basically, I hate atonic noise, overwrought compositions, and LOUD stuff. That's ALOT of what people listen to--and alot of what's

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So, most of Kentucky is shut down because of this snow/ice mess we have currently, and my august company has decided to go forward with their yearly kickoff meeting, despite 50% absentee rate at the moment.

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Stopping means bringing a moving object or system to a halt. Things naturally get slower as they get colder, down to absolute zero, when all motion (even molecular vibration) ceases.I was talking to Whitney last night before bed about it...it just feels like everything's stopping--the economy, politics, people's attitudes. Just grinding to a halt. Yay, we have a new president. Yay, he signals

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Every time I hear Norah Jones, I'm hear Joey snoring softly in the back on my MINI, dusk falling around us as we drive back from Somernites Cruise on US 127 from Danville. The sun's gone down on a perfect day, and Whitney's looking at me every so often with so much love in her eyes, I just want to cry. She doesn't know I see her looking. And that's okay.* * *It's that time of the winter when

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