Comming Into the 21st Century

Hey, I have finally moved out of the dial up mode. I have been using dial up at home since the early 90's and as of this week moved to the Cable modem. Oh what a joy to be able to stay online all day long and not have to wait forever for a page to load, or spend time losing watches at the library. Ever since I graduated from college I have missed high speed internet. Well, those days are gone, yeah!

The Watch Twice Owned

Last week was one of those weeks that everything just seemed to go wrong. It all started when I went to the library to check my e-mail , oh how i miss my ethernet at school! I sat down and wrote my sister an e-mail and my wrists started hurting because of my watch, so i decided to take it off and type without it on. So, I proceeded to place it beside the keyboard where I was typing. My wife sat down beside me and also started working on the computer next to me. I got finished before she did with her solitare game. So, I decided to go check out the VHS and DVD selections. While I was looking she came over and started looking at them with me. When we found what we wanted, we checked them out and went to Cone Palace for ice cream. As I was driving home I realized that I had not picked up my watch off of the computer counter. So, I proceeded to return to the library to retrieve it. I went back to the computer and it was gone. So I went to the front desk and asked them if anyone had found it and turned it in. They asked around and no one had turned it in, but one lady had seen it but thought i hads gone to the bath room. It was gone! About that time my frustration level was running high and i walked outside where my wife was waiting in the car, and proceeded to hit the hood of my 2003 Toyota Corolla S. When I got home I still was in a bad mood and went straight to bed. In the morning when I got ready to get in my car to go to work, I noticed there was a nice fist sized dent in my hood, Great! I put up the hood and did my best to push it out. It doesn't look nearly as good as it once does. I talked to my brother on the phone and he suggested that I put up a reward sign in the library so I did. OK, so that all happened Tuesday and Wednesday and now it is Wednesday a week later. I was driving home today and I got a phone call from a girl saying that she thought that she had my watch, so I went to the bank and got out the money that I promised as a reward and drove to their house and exchanged for it. So, now I am out $100, but at least I have my $500 watch back that to me is now worth $600. At least the second time was cheaper than the first. I doubt I would have spent much more than 100 on a new one anyway. So, oh well thats life and my stupid mistake. Tomorrow I will have renters insurance too that should cover anymore stupid mistakes I may make, but hopefully I won't have to use it.

Beware of the Goose!

This weekend was pretty busy, but fun. I spent much of it working at my grandparents' farm bailing hay and mowing, always a good time! Saturday evening Lisa and I decided to go out and get away from the house. We called up my cousin Brandon and invited him to go with us to Indy. He just finised his freshman year of college, so of course he was bored too (theres nothing like the change from college life to being home all summer with the parents). We decided to go to Bennigan's for supper. I had the Monte Cristo. I know it was probably very high in calories and cholesterol, both things I am suppose to watch, but it was still good. From there we headed back North to Fishers and met Jesse and Erika at Cold Stone Creamery. That is the best ice cream joint in the world, I think. I had the cookie suprise. After enjoying all the ice cream my body could handle, we all headed up SR37 to Ben and Ari's miniature golf. This is where all the action really started, and the goose comes into the story if you were wondering. As soon as we walked onto the course we saw signs all around saying "beware of the nesting goose". For the first nine holes we did not see any goose and began to wonder if one really existed, then all at once there she was, her and the gander husband, who was guarding her very well. At this point in time the two girls freaked, especially my wife. I think she thought the thing was going to attack her. But they stood still like statues and watched us play through. We continued playing thinking the excitement was all over, when all of a sudden, the gander decided to make its way to the pond that was on the other side of our group. He was a very slow goose but I think he strategically planned his course so as to frighten the women as much as he could. Erika was ready to tee off at the hole she was on and the gander decided that he also wanted to be there at the same time. He slowly walked towards the cup and proceded to stand there as if to say, "don't even think about hitting that ball." Eventually he walked off the green and proceeded towards the pond, but once he saw that Erika hit her ball he headed back and prevented her from continuing. After about twenty minutes of waiting, our group was finally able to play the hole and finish our game, thanks to Jesse's pursuasion, which consisted of him waving his arms and jumping around like a madman (maybe not quite that extreme, but something like that). All in all we decided this putt-putt game would be one to put down in the history books as a once in a lifetime experience. When putt-putt was over we took Brandon home and Jesse and Erika headed back to Muncie. So if you want to go minature golfing at Ben and Ari's you might get more than you paid for, but its worth it.
p.s. For those of you who were wondering about my intervew with Hamilton Heights, I got a call today saying that I did not get the job, oh well its not the end of the world

My First Interview of the Summer

It felt like my first day of kindergarden. Walking into a room with people I did not know, but knew they had my future in their hands. Yes, it was the dreaded interview. An interview is one of those things that you are glad that you have, but scared to death to be in. I'm not sure I can remember half of the stuff that they asked me or even what my responses were, I just know I was glad when the whole experience was done. I do know that I was one of four candidates that were selected for an interview and I will find out on Monday or Tuesday what they decided. Great! Now I get to bite my nails all weekend wondering and worrying about the decision that will be made. At least its only the 1st of June, if this doesn't work out maybe something else will come along. Hey, its not over till the fat lady sings...