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April 30, 2005
Simply Shocking
(This post, Simply Shocking, keeps disappearing -- which my 11-year old points out is Simply Shocking in itself. I've added this blurb of text hoping that an edit of some sort, rather than a repost, will fix the problem.)
There I was. Standing in one of the engineer's cubes listening to him talk with a fellow engineer about some uninteresting fact regarding the way electricity works. I was patiently waiting, looking for my chance to interject with a much more interesting fact regarding how NetWare print queues work and why it would be a moment before his print job appeared.
While I waited I picked up the ink pen that was sitting on the half-partition that separated Steve's cube from Jeff's cube (the engineers mentioned above). I don't know why I picked up the pen -- it was just one of those things a person does to pass the time.
I gave the plunger a push with my thumb and I'll be darned if I didn't get a small static shock. The shock hit me soon enough that I didn't depress the plunger far enough to get the pen point out, which I would assume was my goal if one can go so far as to think that things one does to simply to pass the time while waiting for a break in conversation actually have a goal.
I gave the plunger another push. Damn! Another shock. But this time as quick as the shock hit me I realized what was going on. I'd picked up Jeff's joke pen. A pen that had been sitting on the half-partition just waiting for someone to pick it up. A pen I've known about for months and months. I couldn't believe I clicked the pen twice.
Now, it's taken a few seconds to read all of this, but it all happened in just a second. I pressed once and got shocked and a second time so soon after the first time -- and shocked again -- that to the casual observer, or casual engineer, it would have all seemed like a single split-second incident.
"Ahhh," I exclaimed. As much a statement about my stupidity in getting zapped twice as any reaction to the zapping.
The engineers, sensing an opportunity to enjoy a chuckle at the expense of a fellow coworker stopped their conversation. They could have been on the verge of some sort of massive electrical-engineering breakthrough -- something monumental ... maybe a fuel cell design the size of a time that could power a city -- and the chance to have a laugh at a fellow employee would have stopped them in their tracks. I'm sure this happens all the time in every corner of the world to people in every walk of life.
A friend of mine is a reporter in Washington DC and overheard the following exchange between two Senators, a Democrat and a Republican, who were lunching at an Outback Steak House.
Senator 1: "Bob, I want you to take a look at this," he says handing a small stack of papers across the table.
Senator 2: "This looks incredible. Does this say what I think it says?"
Senator 1: "Yep. We can balance the budget. Save Social Security. Bring peace to the Middle East. Solve the oil crisis ..."
Senator 2: "Cut taxes! This is amazing. We'll all be heros. Both parities. What do we need to get this going?
Senator 1: "Well, the way I see it ... Hold on. Tom DeLay just walked in. I filled his brief case with shaving cream this morning. I want to see his face when he opens it.
The men pause and focus on Tommy. As they wait the very cheerful Outback waitperson asks if they need anything. Senator 2 asks for decaf. Senator 1 asks if the waitperson will clear the table an bring a small dish of ice cream; the waitperson takes everything. Tommy opens the brief case and a look of "what the hell is this" comes over is face. Senators 1 and 2 laugh and turn their attention to their decaf and ice cream.
Senator 2: So I hear you got a new dog.
Senator 1: Yea, a lab puppy. Chews the shit out of everything, but the kids love him. That DeLay is a piece of crap isn't he.
Senator 2: You know it. Could you pass the sugar.
"Did it shock you?" Engineer Steve asked.
"Both times," I replied, acknowledging my double stupidity.
"Both times!" The engineers were having a friendly laugh.
"Yes I know ..." I was leading the laughter.
I could hear Steve ask Jeff if he could borrow his pencil sharpener as I walked away.
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April 29, 2005
Oh Canada!
A friend of mine vacationed at L'auberge de Lac Taureau in Quebec. She was kind enough to send me some photos and gave me permission to but them in the blog.
This is very exiting for two reasons:
1. It gives the blog an international feel, and
2. It gives me a chance to use a feature of the software I use to post with. This will be my first shot at thumbnails.
In the Preview Pane the arrangement of the thumbnails looks spectacular. I see that the results are less than perfect on the web -- but I'm not going to worry about it. This is a hobby; not my life.Click a thumbnail to make it larger.
Canada, as many of you know, is just north of Ohio. To get to Quebec (Kwu-beck, to all you Buckeyes, K-Beck to much of the rest of the world ... well, to the K-beckians anyway), you cross Lake Erie and take a right and go north a bit. All told it will be about 15 hours by Buick Roadmaster. [Thus ends our Ohio-is-the-center-of-the-universe geography lesson. From this point forward we will back up a step and join the rest of the contiguous 48 in seeing the world as if America proper were the center of the universe.)
Something about these pictures reminds me of visiting my grandma and grandpa in Vermont a good number of years ago. Maybe it's the trees or the stream. Maybe it's more of what is lacking in the photos -- hordes of people, cars, etc. Everything just has a serene look to it.
It was undoubtedly a very nice place to relax and get away from work. My thank to J for sharing her photos with me.
By the way, dear reader, if you make your way to Quebec, I don't' think the locals refer to themselves as Kwu-beckians. The correct term is Québecois ... yea, I don't know how to pronounce it either. Maybe this will help: kabe-kwä. Yea, maybe not.
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April 27, 2005
When the Snow is on the Roses. In Springtime
The weekend of April 16 was one of the best central-Ohio weather weekends I can remember in a long time. Perfect temperature. Low humidity. Sunny. All the good things. 
Seven days later we had a mix of rain and snow. Not a lot of snow, but more than we need in April.
Had I taken the pictures a mere 30 minutes earlier -- or several hours later -- there would have been a lot more visible falling snow.
Of course, nothing like they had in Port Clinton. A guy I work with is selling a house up there and had an open house scheduled for Sunday. He paid $70.00 to have the yard mowed before the open house only to have it covered with five inches of snow. He said they probably had ten to twelve inches that fell but that it melted fast enough that there was never more than the five inches on the ground. I'd say that's plenty. (To round out his weekend, the alternator in his car went out. As it typically happens with things like this, he noticed as his headlights started dimming and the roadway became harder and harder to see.)
It has rained or been cold or been windy or some combination of these things Monday through today (Wednesday). I haven't had a chance to get the Schwinn out in over a week and I can't say I've had a big desire to take long walks. You know, when it is snowy and cold day after day -- 10 degrees F and colder -- I'll get out and take a walk. After a couple of nice San Diego type days I lose all desire to get out and stroll should the weather turn ugly.
Which reminds me: I walked to work Monday morning. According to my GPS it is 1.75 miles.
Not far from where I live is a railroad right-of-way that looked like it might take a good chunk off the walk off if I went down it. Now, the purpose of taking a stroll to work is, of course, for the health benefits and at 1.75 miles it isn't really terribly long in the first place. So why make it any shorter? Well, I was curious. That's all. I was certain that walking along the track would knock .5 miles off the trek.
It didn't. The stroll home was 1.6-something. Less than two-tenths of a mile difference.
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April 26, 2005
Water water everywhere
There is a small pond not too far from my back door. Well, I guess it is a lake as the complex is called Crystal Lake. I think calling it a lake is pushing it -- but really, the only important part of this story is that there is a body of water just outside my back door.
Haydn and Samson were out at the lake on Jet Skis. OK, Haydn and Sam were at the lake feeding English muffins to the fish. They were out there for a bit. The weather was beautiful. Jack was down with whatever mystery cough he had and I was in keeping an ear on him.
After a short period of time Haydn came in the back door. "Some kid pushed Sam in the pond. Don't worry, Sam's OK and I told the other kid off."
As if on cue, Sammo walked in the back door. He was still in his school uniform -- gray pants and a white shirt -- and was fairly wet from shoes to shirt collar. The shirt was a funky brown which makes me wonder about the Crystal in Crystal Lake. (It would probably be hard to rent units in a complex named Murky Pond. I imagine the pond will clear up as spring progresses; I doubt it will get much larger.)
"Some kid pushed me in the pond," he said.
I told Sam not to worry about it and that when I was younger I fell into just about every body of water I got near. And I did. You can ask my dad. I wasn't upset. I told Sam to drop his clothes at the door and move toward the shower. I told Haydn that I appreciated that he was with Sam when it happened and that he was looking out for him.
The next day was Friday. After taking Jack to the doctor's I swung by Rebecca's to drop him off -- his brothers were already there as that is where the school bus drops them off.
Rebecca and I were in the kitchen when Sam walked in. "Did Sam tell you about his experience with the pond?" I asked.
"No. He didn't say anything."
"I slipped," Sam offered. Obviously forgetting about the story he'd told me.
"You slipped or somebody pushed you?" I asked.
"I slipped."
Now, some of you reading this may be horrified that my boys would lie to me. I don't see this as a lie so much as two brothers working together or as an older brother looking out for his younger brother. It would have been easy enough for Haydn to rush in and tell on Sammo. Instead the two boys worked together to protect each other.
They're damn near Kennedys.
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April 23, 2005
My Saturday
It is Saturday just before 4 p.m. I'm at work trying to take care of some of the things that got by me while I was home taking care of Jack. I'm currently waiting for a database to rebuild itself and thought I'd make an entry while I wait for the process to complete.
I've changed the name of the blog from What's A Delmer? to What's a Delmer Look Like? I don't remember all of the details, but on more than one occassion over the course of my life I've had people say things like "I wondered what a Delmer looked like."
All the Delmers I know are about 6'4" tall. Of course, on the Internet all men are 6'4" tall, about 225 pounds and built like a young Arnold S. I'm not sure a man could be six-feet-four, be built like a young Arnold and weigh a mere 225. But, it's my blog; if you have a different opinion, start your own. (Is it six-feet-four, or six feet four? I suppose when you're waiting on a database to rebuild it doesn't matter.)
I took a break from the PC for a moment. There's an old IT saying that states: a watched database never rebuilds. So I went to the cafeteria to buy a pop. In the cafeteria I discovered two things -- I don't have change for the pop machine and there's cheese cake left over from yesterday's company cookout. I setteled for cheese cake. (Before coming to work I went to the gym, I needed to get some high-GI carbs in my system anyway.)
Well, the database completed the rebuild. Then it crashed. I should really get back to it. But before I go, I'd like to mention that the forecast calls for a mix of rain and snow tonight and tommorrow. It's April 23rd people.
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April 21, 2005
Jack and the Hack
We tried something new today.
Normally I wake all of the boys up at the same time and we get about our day as a group. Saying we get about our day as a team would imply that there was cooperation going on, and this is rarely the case. Normally there is a lot of one boy bothering another boy happening.
Samson usually wakes up first and in a pretty sunny mood. Haydn wakes up a bit grumpy. Jack is last out of bed typically.
Last night we got a late start going to bed. Jack's coughing kept him from falling asleep at a decent time. I was up late as well. Haydn not as late but later than he should have been.
This morning I slept in a bit late. When I got out of the shower Sammo was on the couch rolled up in his blanket. I got his clothes ready and told him to put a shine on his teeth. It was very close to 8 a.m. (We're normally on the road by five or ten after.) I stuck my head in Haydn and Jack's room, told them I was taking Sam to school, and that when I got back we'd head out for their doctor's appointments.
It is not uncommon to get some resistance from Haydn in the morning. Jack doesn't so much resist getting out of bed as, well, he just doesn't wake up. This morning was different. When I told the boys I was leaving with Sam they popped up out of bed. I showed them their clothes, reminded them about their teeth, and Sam and I hit the door. First stop: McDonald's.
After dropping Sam off I went back home. Haydn and Jack were both ready. Dressed, all smiles, and with shiny teeth.
Haydn's appointment went well. We were scheduled for a 9 o'clock slot and were in and out by 9:30. I had Haydn back at school by 10 or so.
Jack's X-ray went equally as fast. We couldn't have spent more than 5 minutes in the waiting room before the tech had Jack wearing the lead butt flap to protect his privates. Zip. Zap. And we were gone. We should know something tomorrow.
I'm currently watching an episode of Sliders. It didn't last terribly long in primetime but I always liked it for the mere fact there was a character with the last name of Wells in it. The current episodes have Kari Wuhrer in them -- you may remember her as the Sheriff in Eight-Legged Freaks. I saw her in a Nash Bridges last time I was home with Jack. And she just had a mention on Wil Wheaton's Blog. I think it's an odd coincidence. (It would seem that Sliders lasted 5 seasons. I believe a couple of those were on the SciFi channel.)
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April 20, 2005
Jack Watch
Jack will be making the trek home this evening. I'm going to meet Granny and Big D at McDonalds around dinner time to make the swap.
Granny reports that Jack is still coughing though he seems to be getting better. He's getting a chest X-ray tomorrow.
Haydn commented on how quiet the house is without Jack in it. I pointed out that it wasn't Jack being gone that made the house quiet. Anytime one of the boys is absent from the other two the noise in the house is about one-tenth what it normally is. It has always been this way.
I upgraded to MovableType 3.16. Don't let the 3.15 in the corner fool you. I'll eventually change it. This is the first post since the upgrade.
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April 19, 2005
Even the Flintstones Had a Gay Old Time
Earlier we learned how nerdy I was. Today we'll learn how gay I am according to the Gay-O-Meter.
Twenty percent gay seems about right in my case. Not that there's anything wrong with being more or less gay.
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April 16, 2005
How Big a Nerd Are You?
This is my nerd score. I'm nerdier than 38% of all people.
In other news, Jack seems to be getting sick again. I don't know if he's allergic to something around my home or what. We got about running errands around noon today. He coughed just a cough or two while we were at PackRat Comics and may have had another cough at WalMart.
We had an appointment at a soccer field at three. Jack seemed OK there. At 4 p.m. we were sitting at the theater waiting for Sahara to start.
We left 30 minutes before Sahara ended. Haydn and Jack were sitting in the front row, right next to Bob Euchre. During quiet parts in the show I could hear Jack coughing here and there. As the movie progressed, so did the coughing. (Haydn stayed for the end of the movie and gives it two thumbs up. He said I should really see it some time.)
He looks a little puny again. I gave him the codeine-powered cough syrup almost four hours ago. It has yet to kick in.
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April 15, 2005
Riddle me this, Batman
This evening I put several miles on the Schwinn. I went to the store. I took a two-mile stroll. I spent the rest of the evening trying to sort out my server problem.
The RAM didn't help, so I added a second small hard drive and upped my swap space from 256 megs to 2 gigs. I had never added an additional disk to a Linux install. Fortunatly the web is full of good resources.
I added the drive, fdisk'd it, formatted it and set it up as a swap partition. After a few missteps I finally got it going with a swapon -a.
I used Putty to make two SSH connections to the server. I used one connection to run top which lists running processes. I used Internet Explorer to make a connection and noticed that HTTPD ran briefly.
This was not what I was seeing earlier. HTTPD would run and run and run -- it was the Energizer Bunny of processes -- getting bigger and bigger and bigger. I wasn't sure how it was supposed to behave at the time and didn't five it the attention it deserved.
I made another connection with IE. HTTPD ran and stopped after a minute.
I made a connection with FireFox. HTTPD ran and kept running. It grew larger as the seconds passed and eventually started using swap space.
Afer some testing I found I could connect to all three sites on the server -- delmer.com, delmer.biz and maninpants.com -- using IE without causing problems.
Using FireFox I could connect to ManInPants and Delmer.Biz without problem, but going to www.delmer.com caused the runaway HTTPD process. More confusing, going to www.delmer.biz/mt resulted in a problem-free connection -- www.delmer.biz/mt and www.delmer.com point to the same directory. Until recently the blog was accessed by going to www.delmer.biz/mt.
So, what went wrong. There were some entries in the weblog configuration that pointed to delmer.biz/mt. I fixed those and other entries in a config file or two. This did not fix the problem.
An entry in usenet suggested it could be a symlink problem. Maybe a mod_rewrite problem. The file .htaccess was mentioned. My .htaccess file contains a symlink reference and mod_rewrite reference.
I renamed my .htaccess file as well as the mtview.php file. I changed the way the blog templates were archived, did a save and then set the value back to the value I'd just changed it from and saved again. (This may have been unnecessary. All I may have had to do was ...) Then I did a rebuild.
The .htaccess file was recreated as was the mtview.php. FireFox is no longer a problem.
Oh, another good thing. While working on things I found the problem that caused FireFox to show some images IE would skip. The culprit: a missing ">"
There. Now that you know how it ends you can finally get some sleep.
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April 14, 2005
A server by any other name
As mentioned a few days ago the server this site is hosted on has been giving me fits. It would seem to work for a while and then hang for no reason.
It is a Linux box, and all I know about Linux is what I need to know. I know a few commands and, well, I know it is pronounced with a short "i" sound ... Linux as in "in" with an "L" in front of it and "ux" like in trucks. Yes, it is named for the guy who developed it, Linus T, but in his native country "Linus" is pronounced with a short "i." That's your geek lesson for today.
I was afraid the box had been compromised. This was most alarming as I have several other servers set up in the same manner security-wise. They were all running without a problem, however.
I did some digging on the web and did some additional learning. By using the 'top' command I was able to see that I was running out of swap space -- and indication I needed to add more RAM. I doubled it from 256M to 512. This didn't help all that much. I boosted it to one gig of RAM. We'll see what that gets us.
I also noticed during the testing that the server ran fine with 512 megs of RAM so long as there was no server activity. Well, that makes it useless. Adding blog entries and rebuilding the site, making visits to my other site and Haydn's Message Board eventually created enough activity that the server became overwhelmed.
As a matter of fact, this entry was created soley for the purpose of testing the server.
You don't get diamonds every time.
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April 13, 2005
Reduced Interest
I have recently moved to a lower-interest credit card. I transferred a hefty balance from the higher-interest card to the new one. I know that isn't terribly interesting. People do it every day. (Not long after I got the first card the engine in the mini van crapped out – I used the card to pay for a new engine.)
With the old card I was paying $70 a month in interest. By moving to the new card I'm paying $12.00 a month in interest ... for the first year or so.
This still isn't terribly interesting.
What is interesting, or what I think is interesting, is that just after I signed up for the new card and gave them permission to transfer the balance of the old card over, the old company sent me mail (snail and e-) offering to increase the my limit (I declined) and offering a lower interest rate on any balance transfers I send their way.
The old card is tied to my frequent flier miles. My original plan was to buy things on the card and pay it off monthly, thereby racking up frequent flier miles interest free. The engine dying tweaked that plan.
Still, had their interest rate been just a bit lower – I mean it's nothing like my Sears card was – I would have never shopped for another card. They could have been proactive rather than reactive.
Having said that, sometimes when people are proactive, that can raise suspicions. Our phone-service provider at work contacted us as they wanted to save us money. When I suggested that it was odd that they'd contact us to try to reduce our bill they explained that it was their goal to keep us from shopping around for another phone company. This made some sense. Their actions made even more sense to me when they tried to sell us new phones.
Maybe that was coincidence.
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April 12, 2005
Harley Frogs
Last Friday, April 8, was Show-&-Tell day for Samson. He took his frogs. Actually, Rebecca drove the frogs over in the early morning.
Sam had originally asked Rebecca to wait outside while he told his class about his amphibians. At the last minute he decided it would be OK if she stayed in the room so long as she kept out of the way.
Sam was a big hit. He has a little motorcycle he puts the frogs on and he'll push them around a bit. (These are the most laid back frogs I've ever seen.) His classmates really enjoyed this.
When Sam explained that the frogs were named White Stripe and Napoleon Dynamite he got a “vote for Pedro” shout out from one of the little girls in the class. (For those of you with sense enough to not watch Napoleon Dynamite – and it is well worth missing – “vote for Pedro” would be a line from the movie.)
The teacher suggested Sam take his show on the road. I expect I'll be making the same suggestion in 11 years.
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April 11, 2005
Something has happened
Well, something has happened to the site. The server this is hosted on has been problematic -- utilization has been high when there should have been absolutely nothing going on. While trying to sort things out I killed some pictures I had on the page. The graphic for Skinny Dip and the graphic for Jack -- Not Drowsy.
We'll have to see how long it takes to get things back. The clock starts now.
*** Update ***
OK, that took about two minutes. The images show up in Mozilla Firefox ... not Internet Explorer. So, maybe there was nothing wrong with the site after all. I normally use Firefox as a browser.
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April 7, 2005
Prenatal Pilates
This entry has nothing to do with prenatal pilates. One of the characters on Jake In Progress just threw out the line and it caught my ear.
So, the other day I woke up, oh, about 4 a.m. to go to little boy's room. As I popped out of bed I got a little light headed. Not so much to worry about, however.
As I enetered the bathroom -- a room full of rounded yet very hard porcelain objects -- I was losing my vision. It was never my intention to lean into the bathtub, but that is the course my body took as I made a controlled move (notice how I avoid the use of the word 'movement' in a post about the bathroom) toward the ground.
I had my hands in front of me and reached out to catch a ledge on the inside of the tub. At the last minute the ledge moved -- not sideways, but six inches away from me (this would have taken it through the subfloor). So, I fell forward further than I'd intended and jammed my finger.
A day later I'd notice that I seemed to have bonked my head and left shin, though in my light-headed state I failed to notice.
When I was younger I used to get hurt playing basketball. A truck t-boned my VW once and sent me to the hospital. A huge drunk man once broke a bone in my hand. Now, a trip to the can early in the morning is just as hazardous.
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April 6, 2005
Jack is still sick
I called Ask A Nurse yesterday and was given a prescription cough medicine. The bottle suggested one teaspoon at bedtime as it may cause drowsiness. Try as I might I couldn't wait that long. By 7 p.m. Jack was coughing like a banshee (no, I've no interest in making a better comparison; he was coughing a lot.)
Ask A Nurse told me to keep an eye on him and if the cough didn't get better to haul him to the doctor.
The cough was not better this morning and we found ourselves at Dr. Forsythe's office at 11. Nothing horrible seems to be wrong with Jack – it could be something as simple as allergies. The doc gave us allergy samples and said I could boost the cough syrup to 1 ½ teaspoons – and not just at bedtime; Jack and I split a carafe over lunch. (OK, maybe not)
The cough syrup did not make Jack drowsy.
Even though Jack is not drowsy, he has been extra-huggy. Between cartoons -- or maybe at other intervals only he knows about -- he'll emerge from his room to give me a hug. Sometimes he'll ask for food.
At his age, Jack isn't as full of hugs as he used to be. Maybe it's nature's way of looking out for parents. Just about the time a child is developing sharp points -- pointy elbows and knees (I origianlly typed 'ears' instead of knees there. What was I thinking? It's not like he's Vulcan) -- points that can injure an unsuspecting parent, he loses his desire to hug. [If this is the case, where was nature when the boys were about waist-high and charging into me from across the room?]
Samoson is still full of hugs.
Haydn, at 11 is full of something. We're still trying to figure out what.
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April 4, 2005
Monday, Monday ...
The snow didn't last long. Well, really, as soon as it hit the ground it pretty much turned to slush. Which I put in the worse-than-snow category.
Yesterday the weather was back to normal. Sunny and something near 60 degrees. The boys and I spent the afternoon at the municipal park. They decided they'd scale the giant hill near the basketball court -- I decided I'd sit on a bench and read some more of Skinny Dip.
Getting to the giant hill required wading through a small stream that had formed due to the previous day's snow and rain. The stream wasn't terribly wide or deep, but it was wet. Growing up I fell in just about every body of water I got near; the boys were able to cross the stream getting only their shoes and pant bottoms wet.
Right at bedtime Jack developed a cough. It's the same cough he had two weeks ago; he may have been saving it in a jar under his bed. He hacked and coughed until midnight at which point he fell asleep and the coughing stopped.
It reappeared when his eyes opened this morning. And was consistent through the day, easing up toward the afternoon. I worked from home.
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April 2, 2005
Weather or not you believe this is up to you
Two days ago it was very close to 70 degrees here in Hilliard. It may have been 69 ... it may have been 71.
The weather image from this morning shows snow -- I clipped the image and you can see it at the right. The current weather image suggests that it is currently, about noon EST, sunny and 52. Eyewittness accounts -- my eyes -- suggest it is snowing fairly well outside. Weather.com gives a current temperature of 34 degrees.
This is the latest I remember snow falling. At least for a long time. As I recall we had snow in May about 17 years ago. I was living in Mass. at the time and missed it.
From this morning:
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