In-Laws

Why is it that something always goes wrong when the wife and I go visit my family? It seems like every time we go there something goes wrong. Tonight I said we would be home by 9pm. It is 10:34 right now. I got her home an hour and a half late.

She was worried about the Dogs.I mean she does have points. I did say we would be home at 9 and one dog does need medicine for an infected wound on his leg. Points taken. I think. We haven’t talked for the whole drive back home literally doing 90mph or more most the time. I have said I am sorry a couple of times but …. She is clammed up tighter than… shit, I don’t know. We just aren’t talking. I will try to get communication from her again tomorrow.

This kinda seems the way it is going to be though when we visit my parents. I have no problems with her father or family. She definitely does not like mine though. I guess that isn’t fair. She does like them. Right? I am not sure. She says she does, but then every single time in my memory there has been an uncomfortable feeling around her when she is around my parents. I am guessing that is it. It is not that she does not like them, but that she doesn’t feel comfortable around them. And that is the reason she wants to leave so bad every single time. I am trying to remember a time………. Yep, every single time we have gone to visit them the dogs have been a scapegoat to get out of there.

So how do I make her feel more comfortable? I honestly don’t think I can. We can’t bring the dogs. Mom doesn’t want them in the house. Wife doesn’t want them outside. Dammit sometimes my wife treats the damn dogs better than if we had some damn kids. They are dogs! But they are also part of our family. I guess I am just going to have to arrange it so that the dogs can be taken care of by Dad-in-law, but then we have to get back before it is too late to pick them back up. I would be in the same boat as right now, except getting home later b/c having to drive out of the way to pick them up.

My parents are not going to change. They are pretty set in their ways. They have actually gotten better in the recent years vs. when I was in school.  Her family is nonjudgmental and more reserved. The opposite is my family. I come from a bunch of Southern Baptist folk. My family likes to say what is on their mind when it is on their mind. They also have a way of pestering us about going to church. So, pretty much, my wife does believe there might be something out there but doesn’t really care and probably never will care. She feels like most evangelistic Christians are hypocrites. (Yeah I am screwed.) I guess growing up in a household with a prayer alter and church three times a week makes my family at one time very evangelistic. Gladly I can say that presently Dad still teaches Sunday school, they go to church only Sunday morning, and will occasionally drink some alcohol. There have been some good changes but there is still tension.  

I guess I am just used to my family and brush off some things that they say. My wife is not as forgiving about some statements. I had to live with them most of my life. I got pretty good at being good around them. They would be disappointed with me, if they knew a quarter of the stuff that I have done. My family to me is just a daily balancing act of acting one way certain times and another way at other times. My wife is pretty much the same person all the time. Let’s just be honest. She is the most honest and law abiding citizen between the two of us. The glaring problem with this is that she will be the one going to Hell b/c she is not saved. HaHa, lucky me to be saved when I was young! Ah, I am now just rambling.To sum it up…(Yeah I am screwed.) 

The next big thing in small clusters.

Thumb’s UpThis is perhaps a record holder: a fully functional computer built into a thumb drive, offering 64 MB of RAM and ports for ethernet, VGA out and USB. It’s powered by a 190-MHz ARM CPU, so don’t expect much grunt. Then again, that’s not the point. Throw in a USB hub and Bluetooth, and voilà: the world’s slowest cluster. In a shoe box. Two of these would look like an exchange solution one of my customers would try to implement.

Richard Thieme’s future now.

I have written Mr. Thieme below. I was going to post my reply here. However it honestly was mostly a rehashing of what he already has said in his past 10 years of essays and speaches.

2 important points that have stuck with me.

The edge is the new center and Ferg’s Law.

I do hope he finds new material because I have found that he has done a nice job of summing a lot up. I might even go so far as saying he is a modern day prophet.

 

Unless the world ends in 2012.

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well, that’s nice of you, thanks.

 

I am in the process of deciding how to frame the next phase. If you feel you can and have a minute, I would really be interested in knowing what resonates most with you,. what you care about most.

 

Thanks.

 

Richard Thieme

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I wrote: 

> Richard,

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> I stumbled upon you in the net. Please send me more of your insights.

> I have almost read and listened all of your site _www.thiemeworks.com_

> <http://www.thiemeworks.com> and want more.

 

Strippers work for food.

Startling discovery! Strippers only care about money. I seriously think they can smell it. Like if you are willing to spend it or not. I am of the former category. I do not feel like parting with $20 in a 3-5 minute time frame. Also don’t mention to me the champagne room or VIP treatment. I will be tempted but will not go for it. The reason I bring this up is because this past weekend was my buddy’s bachelor party. 

Dave is a good catholic guy with a stuck up wife (Meagan). I have always liked this guy but never so much his soon to be wife. My wife used to like both of them. They recently moved to get a great job and be closer to Meagan’s family. We were conned into driving three hours and then my wife was to be designated driver for the girls that night. Meagan is the kind of character that thinks about themselves first and then considers others. I really feel sorry for Dave but have never had the heart to tell him. I seriously do not know how he talked her into allowing the bachelor party.

The party started out at a steak house and moved to The Lodge. The Lodge is a nice establishment with 2 main rooms and an upstairs VIP lounge. The women were of high caliber and I did not once wince once at their faces. There was one chick that was a little on the chunky side. I feel like such an asshole with that last sentence but they take their clothes off for money. It was a little dark but it went well with the outdoorsy hunting atmosphere. The bourbon was $8.50 compared to a beer at $6.50. I stuck with Knob Creek. However classy taste does not equal classy strippers hanging all over you.

I am fine with not having a stripper climbing all over me. Don’t get me wrong, I think boobies in the face and the perfume is nice. But I keep thinking about all the other guys right before me that like the same thing. I know that I am not personally touching the other dude but his clammy face was the same place that mine is now. I am not that big of a germaphob that I will not have boobs shoved in my face. (In fact I do budget by sitting on pervert row with 20 singles and then I am out.) It is just a thought that is in the back of my mind when I leave. It obviously was not on Dave’s mind that night. He had women clawing all over him. Of course we would throw a $20 bill in his lap and then there would be a stripper which leads me back to my main point.

They were all over the guys that had a roll of 20’s. I imagined myself draining my bank account for the brief moment of glorious boobies all over me. In the end though seeing just boobs is just frustrating. Unless it is boobs for free bought by your friends that now have jobs, Assholes.

I had to get married when my friends were broke and had to pay for my own lap dance. To be fair I did receive one from my cousin. He has no idea in my taste in women.  So I got 2 dances and Dave gets $400 spent on him. So I guess I am just bitter that I had to drive a total of 6 hours for frustration.

Blowned up my hand proper like on the 4th.

It is nice and proper to use my US constitutionsal rights to blow stuff up on independence day, except for the hand thing. It makes stuff much easier to play with that is with two hands. Almost everything I play with uses two hands. Cooking, surfing the internet, killing zombies, driving, freestyle swimming, piledriving peoples head into the sidewalk, and flying helicopters all takes two hands. when you blow one off with a 4 inch mortor. At least you have another hand for popping pain pills and changing the channel.

So I am looking into different type of replacement hands. I am hoping there might be a set up golf clubs I can just attach to my wrist. Maybe I could get a hand with eight fingers. That would be super cool. I would of been done with this blog hours ago.

In the year 2007…

I wanted to see more fat, unhappy people at my 10 year reunion, just kidding… sorta. Even the women that have had 3 kids were in great shape. Most of the graduates that showed up were just like me. They wanted to show off their signifcant other and their new clothes. Of course I felt I had the best looking wife. She wore a sun dress showing off her long legs. I wore a red striped oxford shirt to match her. Yes we were twinkies but I voted us as best dress. Everyone else was looking cool in tshirt and ripped up jeans. It was mostly the preps that showed up and there were still cliques. However, there did seem to be a genuine quality to everyone that I said hi to. Except a couple of guys I was cordial to but there was not much to speak about.

All in all most people that were there turned out the way that I thought they would. There was a couple a women that I dated back in the day that I wished that had showed up. I guess it was for the best. I am almost sure they turned out fat and unhappy. OK, OK there are two that I am sure of it. There is two others that have fallen off the Earth and have no idea what they are up to.

Anyway I was driving last night and had only a couple of beers. We left pretty darn early. We had to get back to our dogs. Everyone else there had a babysitter and were getting drunk. Before I left and saying my goodbyes I got a couple of phone numbers, oh yeah! Actually I have a couple old friends numbers that I want to play golf with sometime in the near future.

Reuniting with some old friends is always some of the best times.