tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97383932008-06-10T16:15:46.947-04:00Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-89747860908871217272008-04-29T21:34:00.003-04:002008-04-29T21:39:31.385-04:00

Ahh, I remember feeling like the kids in this article. After all, I still read the BYU Police Beat simply for the entertainment. I never resorted to doo-rags, but I did have quite a bit of fun in college. And yes, dear reader, on one occasion my roommate and I achieved our goal. We were mentioned in the campus newspaper's police blotter. All I can say to these young kids is: you must think

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-11178700208536253192008-04-16T15:15:00.002-04:002008-04-16T15:19:24.259-04:00

Today I have been playing with a Cisco VoIP phone, identical to the one you see on Michael Scott's desk in NBC's "The Office". Or, similar to the one that Chloe O'Brian uses on Fox's "24". I understand that "House" also uses Cisco, but since I don't watch that show I can't speak authoritatively. Anyway, I have been testing the phone and trying different call features. Did you know what

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-32897616736019538892008-04-09T15:14:00.003-04:002008-04-09T15:19:41.394-04:00

(sent today via email, probably into a big email trash can, but at least I feel better) Dear "Paul Harvey News and Comment" c/o ABC Radio, I enjoy listening to Paul Harvey weekday mornings as I drive to work. Today, however, I took exception to the way your substitute news reporter described the polygamist cult in Texas. The Yearning for Zion group is NOT a "renegade offshoot of the Mormon

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-51026196293376995202007-12-07T12:59:00.000-05:002007-12-07T13:07:27.498-05:00

Dear Dell, When I bought my laptop last year, I bought the extended service warranty that covers just about anything that happens to my laptop, short of being stolen or lost. I even quizzed the gal on the phone with odd situations that could conceivably occur to my laptop: Dropped in the deep end of a pool? Covered. Run over by a hijacked garbage truck? Covered. Drenched with an

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-8236002002547839532007-11-20T11:17:00.001-05:002007-11-20T17:27:01.380-05:00

I've had a long-standing policy that after using someone else's computer, I wash my hands with soap and water. I assume that this is less offensive than, say, snapping on a pair of surgical gloves prior to sitting down at my co-worker's desk. The thing is, I realize that people sit at their desk all day long, eating, sneezing, coughing, and doing who knows what else. The direct recipient of

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-91469362777004069892007-11-07T10:24:00.000-05:002007-11-07T10:27:20.768-05:00

I've grown tired of you. You have become like the house guest who never leaves. Or the leaf that gets stuck on my windshield wiper, no matter how fast I gun it. Yes, you demand that I write a paper to turn in tonight. However, I am now adopting "just in time" production.

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This morning as I was pulling into the parking garage at work, I was rapid-firing through my station presets before I lost signal coverage. I'm pretty fast when I go through the stations. Anne is convinced I can't possibly know what song is playing by listening to half a second of it. I can tell. This morning, just prior to entering Static City, I stopped on a song I hadn't heard in ages.

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-43063459653984473382007-10-10T16:56:00.000-04:002007-10-10T17:01:28.319-04:00

WANTED: Someone to come to my office and discuss appropriate in-office dining options with my coworkers. For example, if someone could politely explain to my coworker that cracking open a can of tuna fish at 8:30 in the morning, dumping the fish juice down the drain of the sink, and leaving the empty can in the trash can ALL DAY is not acceptable, I would be most appreciative. Yesterday it was

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-73492903797014410362007-10-02T18:55:00.000-04:002007-10-02T18:59:04.717-04:00

Life was going just as planned. Yep, life was coming in for a smooth landing on a nice sunny day. Then, today, an unexpected crosswind blew the plane off its approach onto the grassy median. Sure, no one was injured. The landing gear collapsed, a couple of people got some bruises and suffered from smoke inhalation and will probably file suit, but everyone survived. The airplane has seen

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-75633236776751993502007-08-29T09:57:00.000-04:002007-08-29T10:26:16.809-04:00

Oh, this post "rang" so true with me. You see, I was once a mischievous youth. I know, I know--You can't picture it, this completely shocks you! But alas, it is true. My neighbor friend and I would spend hours dialing up unsuspecting people and subjecting them to our vocal talents. Ahh, those were the good old days. We never did anything malicious or mean spirited (at least in our opinion).

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-16484913675178106622007-08-15T14:56:00.000-04:002007-08-16T09:38:16.673-04:00

Create your own visited states map First of all, HT to the Probative Blog for pointing me to the map creator. Here are the states that I have been to, at least those I remember. It's possible I have been to North Dakota, but it was a wild weekend so I can't tell for sure (age 4). I have photographic evidence of me standing in front of Mount Rushmore in South Dakota. In college, my roommate

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-81344280383430321012007-08-07T18:59:00.000-04:002007-08-07T19:12:46.240-04:00

Today was hot. When I got into my car after work, the in-dash thermometer read 102 degrees. It cooled off to a balmy 98 after I pulled out of the parking garage. This morning as I was getting ready for work, Anne mentioned that she was taking the kids to the new Air and Space Museum, which has an official name that no one can ever remember. We took the kids there back in January or February

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-53866448194697122172007-06-23T21:15:00.000-04:002007-06-23T21:18:43.190-04:00

It's Saturday night. Two newly arrived DVDs from Netflix are sitting on the top of our entertainment center. I sit down on the floor. Anne stretches out next to me. I turn on my laptop, pull out my scriptures and some notes. Anne reads through her scriptures, taking notes and looking at a manual. The TV and DVD player are off, the room is quiet. I'm preparing my lesson for Elders Quorum,

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-70075034120988454402007-04-28T13:06:00.000-04:002007-04-28T13:12:14.693-04:00

A friend from church is going through the security clearance process. If you have ever lived in the DC area, you have undoubtedly been witness to this procedure. An investigator will come to your home and ask you lots of questions about the "candidate" to help determine his/her loyalty and trustworthiness. One of the questions was, "What does he do in his free time?" I couldn't help it, but a

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-9992040626030062642007-04-19T11:08:00.000-04:002007-04-19T11:21:42.572-04:00

Where does a month go? These are a few weeks old, but I thought I'd post some of the pictures from our recent trip to see the cherry blossoms in DC. We went on Tuesday, April 3. The blossoms were forecast to "peak" between Wednesday and Sunday. The weather forecast, however, prompted us to go one day early. It was 80 degrees, and the walkways around the Tidal Basin were packed. We still got

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-60626560474649099002007-03-16T17:03:00.000-04:002007-03-16T17:09:25.502-04:00

Recently, we were cleaning out some old files and records that "we" determined were no longer needed (you may deduce for yourself who "we" refers to). We came across a few gems. It was fun to reflect back on how simple our life was, but how fun it was at the same time. For example, we found the canceled check from our first tithing payment as a married couple. I don't know if this was for a

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-49523356555077306642007-03-03T15:20:00.000-05:002007-03-03T15:31:35.026-05:00

If you've ever watched "24", you know who Jack Bauer is. He's the counter-terrorist agent that always saves the day and goes to great lengths to get the job done. One of Jack's trademarks is driving around at high speeds while talking on his cell phone. His cell phone can do anything: download pictures, interface with classified spy satellites, etc. They always process data faster than you

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-53247424869288957402007-02-22T15:02:00.000-05:002007-02-22T15:27:33.378-05:00

So the other day I read this article on how ordinary people are transforming themselves into millionaires. And, as many of you can relate to, money in a single-income family is something that you have to monitor closely. So I read a few of these stories. The one that left me laughing, however, was this one. The article gushes about how this couple saves 25% of their annual income. Impressive,

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Last night when I returned home from work, our 3-year old had some exciting news for me. "Daddy! Daddy! Tonight is family home evening, and we're gonna watch... ummm... Mr. Incredible's Christmas!!" We did watch Mr. Krueger's Christmas. And it was an incredible FHE.

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1166545531370194182006-12-18T19:23:00.000-05:002006-12-19T11:25:31.396-05:00

It's still running fine, but some dashboard lights indicate that there's a problem somewhere in the bowels of the machine. My mechanic spent a couple of hours on it, and admited that he has no idea what's the matter. His exact words: "I don't know everything." I told him that I understand, that he is but a mere mortal. So, the car is weak and thready. Stay tuned.

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1165503271552851622006-12-07T09:37:00.000-05:002006-12-07T09:54:31.616-05:00

The phone call I'd been waiting for all day finally came. I answered the phone, and it was my mechanic. "The car lives," he said. Earlier in the day, he had explained the mechanical problem that had occurred. He explained the damage that can be caused by this type of ... uhh.. thermal dynamic failure. They were, in order, (A) not so bad, (B) pretty bad, (C) so bad he wouldn't even discuss it

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1162311354165911092006-10-31T11:11:00.000-05:002006-10-31T11:15:54.333-05:00

Where? I don't know. When? Couldn't tell you. Then why, Eddie, have you said you're moving? How can you know this? Well, I'll tell you: We just ordered two boxes of checks and a couple rolls of return address labels. Over the course of our marriage, purchasing checks has always seemed to prompt a move. We bought checks when we were first married, though we only stayed in our first

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1161116771409730292006-10-17T16:05:00.000-04:002006-10-17T16:26:11.493-04:00

When I was a kid, I had a clock that kept time by moving chrome ball bearings along various tracks. I've tried explaining it to people, but to no avail. I found it recently in a box in the garage. The plastic cover cracked years ago (it somehow fell off of my dresser), and many of the ball bearings were lost over the years. Basically, the thing worked by picking up a ball bearing every minute

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1160760083806882492006-10-13T12:10:00.000-04:002006-10-13T13:21:23.920-04:00

Website endorsement: StreetKeys.com About a year ago, we lost one of the keys to our van. In today's day and age, most new cars have ID chips embedded in the key as an added security measure. So, any old key won't start your car. Basically, the chip inside the key has to be programmed into your car's computer. That means that someone who makes a mechanical copy of your key can't start your

Eddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14766291943671129969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738393.post-1159996936525398132006-10-04T17:19:00.000-04:002006-10-04T17:22:16.546-04:00

Apparently we have a tradition in our home. When Anne announced to our children that it was conference weekend, one of the kids said, "Yay! That means you're making cinnamon rolls!" I admit, I think the same thing every time conference time comes around. Conference was great. I missed the first session but have just loaded it onto my iPod so I can listen to the words of our inspired

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