tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39250802011-04-21T10:42:48.067-07:00I can't find my left shoeIt starts with the shoe. Maybe the next day it's a t-shirt or a sock. You don't know if the washing machine ate it, or your roommate borrowed it a month ago and forgot that it was yours. All you know is that by the end of the week, you're walking to class naked because you don't have any clothes left.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comBlogger1111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-30437083035449419172008-12-28T01:14:00.000-08:002008-12-28T01:17:34.812-08:00We mourn the death of Lindsey's father on Friday, December 19th.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-67609668628469467312008-10-09T21:08:00.000-07:002008-10-14T22:06:15.937-07:00HappeningsBy posting again a mere five months after my last blogging adventure I am quite certain I have surpassed all expectations...including my own. This post will unfotunately bore both of my readers, as it contains information of which they are already aware.First, Lindsey and I celebrated our third anniversary yesterday by not seeing each other at all; this on the heels of our second Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-9904063314248068762008-05-27T16:49:00.000-07:002008-05-27T17:58:44.375-07:00This post is totally reactionaryThat's right...I've been informed that some people who still occasionally check up on this blog after two and a half years of inactivity are getting tired of always seeing the last totally reactionary post. So here it is, the moment I dearly hope you haven't been holding your breath for (because if you were you'd be dead by now, and I would hate to think that I'm Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1128183403038222072005-10-01T08:55:00.000-07:002005-10-01T09:16:43.043-07:00Since Sarah Jo is getting tired of reading the last post...Here is something new to commemorate my last week of singleness. It'd be nice if I had something really snappy to say right here, but I'm drawing a blank at the moment. Maybe all of my creativity is used up for this morning since I just figured out what I am going to say for my toasts at the dinner and the reception. Actually, it was Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1117303979113342452005-05-28T10:28:00.000-07:002005-07-11T11:52:34.646-07:00...and no, I have absolutely no idea how the top of that rock got all charred.The weekend started Wednesday night with the opening screening of the new Star Wars. Not the kind of thing I would normally do, but a friend had tickets and I didn't have to get up the next morning. My intent here is not to post a movie review, but let me just say that while there were some good moments, the movie as Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1116829271439361432005-05-22T23:18:00.000-07:002005-05-22T23:23:35.763-07:00Quote of the weekActually, I've never kissed a boy either.-Chris SchwanHopefully there will be time to post more stories from the wedding soon.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1115061816775892902005-05-02T12:21:00.000-07:002005-05-08T00:40:21.106-07:00One Two weeks laterWhat can I say about the show except, "WOW!" From the four handheld spotlights skittering aimlessly around the otherwise darkened arena as the band entered to Larry's final drumbeats before he, like the rest of the band before him, raised his arm in salute to the crowd still singing the refrain of 40 and exited the stage, there was a sense of awe in the air. And it was joinedTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1114324538446822112005-04-23T23:15:00.000-07:002005-04-23T23:36:48.646-07:00The more you see, the less you know...-City of Blinding LightsIf you were to look around on the internet and find some information on Key Arena, you could probably figure out what I'll be doing tomorrow night. And no, it doesn't have anything to do with the Sonics being in the playoffs. Knowing the way sports get along with Seattle, I don't see that really going anywhere in the first place. U2Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1113967867714308542005-04-19T20:20:00.000-07:002005-04-19T20:31:07.716-07:00Somewhere in the world...There is a gorgeous young lady who occupies my thoughts. When she is near me, I am content. To make her laugh will make my day. The hopes and dreams she has shared with me are my most precious treasures. To her I say thank you for all that she is to me, and all that she has been in my life. I love you, Lindz.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1111316157511794792005-03-20T02:27:00.000-08:002005-03-20T02:55:57.513-08:00Breakdown/Breakthrough?Is it ever good to be frustrated; I mean frustrated to the point of being angry? What if the source of this frustration is someone you love?Especially if the source of this frustration is someone you love.And what if your frustration is what this person wanted more than anything?And what if your frustration made them feel like they had failed you?Details are Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1108255709923065102005-02-12T16:45:00.000-08:002005-02-12T16:48:29.923-08:00Congratulation...to my favorite new social servant in Seattle. Lindsey was out last weekend to interview for a job with a non-profit organization that works to provide affordable housing to low-income people. She just found out she got the job, and she will be moving back out here next week. Praise God for the opportunity He has provided her to pursue a job that is so aligned with her passion.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1107714503111078392005-02-06T10:25:00.000-08:002005-02-06T22:04:41.310-08:00Not exactly what I was hoping to see when I opened my email this morning...
This just came in from my parents. Please pray for Gary. He has been running fever for the past 5 days and now we have discovered he has Dengue Fever. He sort of felt like malaria symptoms early on and yet it wasn't bad enough for malaria. Then yesterday we had some blood work done and they told us to come back this Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1106445591735716372005-01-22T17:56:00.000-08:002005-01-22T17:59:51.736-08:00And just as quickly...
Below is the text of an email I recently sent out. I don't have much else to say at this time, but I thought that my readership should be informed.
Dear Friends and Family,
Lindsey and I would like to thank you all for your prayers over the last several months. It has been an amazing time for us as we have seen the Lord develop our relationships with Him and with each otherTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1104511656096492472004-12-31T08:38:00.000-08:002004-12-31T08:55:42.943-08:00The countdown begins
Normally I don't do things like this, but it occured to me this morning that in a non-leap year Jan-Feb-Mar is exactly 90 days. This means that when you throw in the first eight days of April, today is the threshold between triple- and double-digits. I'm down in C. Springs right now during the company holiday between Christmas and New Year's, and it has been an exciting andTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1102796074420238032004-12-11T11:59:00.000-08:002004-12-11T12:14:34.420-08:00Catching up
As much as I wanted to be up at crystal this morning, I'm glad that it didn't work out. I was planning to head up with Enoch and Julie, but warm temperatures and rain yesterday convinced us to put the trip off for a few days. Maybe we'll get up there on Monday. Since I found myself at home this morning, I am using the time to get some laundry done and read up on what has been Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1099903687285587102004-11-08T00:34:00.000-08:002004-11-08T00:48:07.286-08:00Hooray!
Lindz is here for the week.
In slightly less exciting news...
My brother just learned that he has been graciously given an all-expense-paid trip to the lovely resort destination of Kandahar, courtesy your United States government. Hopefully you are remembering to pray for all of our troops in harm's way, but if you could remember Dave specifically over the next year, it would be Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1099369111359378722004-11-01T19:53:00.000-08:002004-11-01T20:21:51.316-08:00Sorry
I'm sorry I haven't written.
I'm sorry it's been so long since we talked.
The days and weeks slip by so fast.
It's not that I haven't been thinking about you.
No amount of other activities, however important they may be, makes it alright.
Writing now does not make anything better.
Writing now does not turn back the clock.
What else is there to say?
Merely thinking about does not float wordsTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1097429811952510752004-10-10T10:17:00.000-07:002004-10-10T10:36:51.953-07:00Get ready for the overtime
Lindsey left for Colorado on Thursday; she's going home to plan the wedding. Conveniently she left just days after I had a chat with my lead and one of my project managers about workload and priorities at the office. The bottom line of that conversation was that while, yes, some of my projects do need to get done a little more urgently than others, they still all needTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1096611233360700142004-09-30T22:22:00.000-07:002004-09-30T23:16:40.886-07:00Wish you were here
Thanks, Lindz; I wish I was in Hawaii too. That's right, my lovely fiancee spent the last two weeks on the North Shore of Oahu while I was fog-bound in Seattle. The postcard was a nice thought though.
Stop the presses...I was going to whine a little bit about how I didn't get to go to Hawaii, but Enoch has just brought to my attention one of the most atrocious misuses of the Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1096085311552772072004-09-24T21:03:00.000-07:002004-11-08T00:55:02.140-08:00One...two...three...fourteen
U2 is back on the radio with their new single "Vertigo" from their soon to be released album How to Disassmble Dismantle an Atomic Bomb. Someone should teach them how to count in other languages though.
Edit...
Oops! I just noticed a little mistake in my reporting. See correction above.
Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1094968467198431802004-09-11T22:47:00.000-07:002004-09-11T22:54:27.196-07:00Ouch!
I think a spider bit me in the armpit last night while I was sleeping. That is to say I just discovered, thanks to a severe and slightly painful itching sensation in my armpit, that I have been bitten by a spider; I think it occured last night while I was asleep because last night I slept in the most spider-infested room in the world, and if it had happened since I woke up, I probably Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1094948887996053192004-09-11T17:11:00.000-07:002004-09-11T17:28:07.996-07:00Word is apparently starting to spread...
at LeTourneau. Today I received a call from Linda, who had heard that I was going to marry this girl, and was curious if I was actually engaged or if she had just picked up some rumor and speculation. When I got home today, I had an IM of congratulations from Heather Andrews. Thanks, girls--it was good to hear from you.
Today was a "hooray for weekendsTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1094325029826526162004-09-04T13:06:00.000-07:002004-09-04T14:43:10.556-07:00And still more
Standby has its good points and its bad points. I've definitely had worse standby experiences, like the time I decided to ask--after my third 4am trip across Manila in an attempt to return from Christmas vacation on the once daily flight to Minneapolis, with connection to Dallas--"So, when do you expect to be taking standby passengers again?" only to find out I should not expect Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1093719906837854662004-08-28T11:12:00.000-07:002004-08-28T18:22:33.096-07:00Somewhat delinquent
It started like any other evening. Contrary to form, there were no big plans, no weeks of preparation. It was just Thursday. The week was winding down, but not over. Not having any other plans, we decided to go out for dinner. It wasn't anything fancy--we went to The Ram, a t-shirt and jeans atmosphere in the village just a few blocks from UW, where Thursday's soup of the day Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1092105980690302782004-08-09T19:19:00.000-07:002004-08-12T19:45:30.770-07:00Back Online
Thanks to my mom for her generosity (or guilt, as the case may be). She never let herself get over the fact that she didn't really do anything for me when I graduated from college, and she was afraid that it may have been her that put the bug on my old computer. In combination, these factors led her to get me a new machine before she returned to the Philippines. I now have regular Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1089493058334158252004-07-10T13:52:00.000-07:002004-07-10T13:57:38.333-07:00Computer=dead
Not that I did such a great job keeping this up to date when I had regular, and then semi-regular, internet access, but now I am offline completely. My family came to visit from the Philippines for a few weeks, and it didn't take long before one of them downloaded some lovely new virus that brought my computer's functionality to a crashing halt. Lack of time to play with it and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1084806110886231532004-05-17T07:42:00.000-07:002004-05-17T08:01:50.886-07:00Where did Tom go?
Lots of places, but obviously not the internet. Connectivity issues still exist, but that's not the only reason I haven't been posting. I was not ever the best at posting every day (or every week, or two weeks for that matter) but--surprise, surprise--I have even less time to spend on the internet now than I did last year. And apparently less to say as well. Can't think of Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1082230589080539512004-04-17T12:36:00.000-07:002004-04-17T12:40:23.513-07:00Online...sort of
Well, I'm getting settled into my new place. The work schedule makes it very tough to get things unpacked during the week, and I tend to spend my weekends pursuing other interests, so it's taking awhile to get everything put into it's place. I ran the speaker wires this morning, so the tv/stereo system is now officially and completely up and running. Internet is still a littleTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1080579226711691082004-03-29T08:53:00.000-08:002004-03-29T08:57:15.606-08:00Moving
Physically, not the web site. This means...absolutely nothing. Since I don't post up here that often anyway, you'd probably never notice if I had my computer taken down for two or three days (weeks?). Really the only reason for this post is to make an official "last post" from my first post-college apartment. For all of you bandits out there, can I get a last call please? Lindsey's Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1080317637343422222004-03-26T08:13:00.000-08:002004-03-26T08:17:22.793-08:00Happy birthday to me...Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1079056530850288612004-03-11T17:55:00.000-08:002004-03-11T17:58:36.483-08:00Rough Week
Let me tell you about it. I honestly don't know how I survive weeks like this one. As I mentioned in my last post, I was in a software familiarization class on Monday and Tuesday. It only went downhill from there. Wednesday morning I actually had to go in to my desk for a few hours. Plenty of email collected in the inbox insured that I did not have time to look at anything Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1078785254542997522004-03-08T14:34:00.000-08:002004-03-08T15:21:20.326-08:00Aftermath
Apparently there is at least one anonymous soul who is interested in how things went down a couple of weeks ago. I'm almost surprised that I still have people checking in on this site, considering how sporadic the updates have been. On the plus side, my posting frequency did not sucumb to the normal "get a girl>>do all mental processing with her>>stop posting" pattern since I didn't Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1077133723128907032004-02-18T11:28:00.000-08:002004-02-18T11:51:40.326-08:00Wait a second...what just happened?
Did I really just call my parents in the Philippines to tell them...what exactly did I tell them?
Are you and Lindsey dating?
No, mom, you can't really put that box around it.
So, you just called to tell us that you and Lindsey have been spending quite a bit of time together?
Yeah, and that J.T. (Lindsey's dad, airline pilot) is going to be in town next Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1076529914788174552004-02-11T11:50:00.000-08:002004-02-12T17:30:20.140-08:00Last time...continued
So the "more to come" post that I mentioned last time probably should have happened before Monday this week. I can only try to put myself back into my frame of reference for the last few weeks to say what I wanted to say at the time because there has been a major shift in perspective since then. All I really wanted to say is that, with the exception of my trip to Canada, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1075585832259096242004-01-31T13:50:00.000-08:002004-01-31T13:52:45.543-08:00My poor, neglected blog
But really, what's three and a half weeks between friends? And it has been a busy three and a half weeks. My sister's new roommate, Lindsey, drove up from Colorado and arrived on the 10th. Sis was supposed to have secured an apartment by that time, since she had moved out of her place on campus at the beginning of that week, but she was dragging her feet a little and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1073504937724530432004-01-07T11:48:00.000-08:002004-01-07T11:50:38.500-08:00Well, I suppose it's time
to drag my blog into 2004. And what better way to do that than by skipping work due to poor road conditions? Yesterday it snowed in the puget sound region. That doesn't happen very often and the DOT is not really equipped to handle winter road clean-up. I have no problem with driving in the snow, and I went in to the office yesterday. This morning, however, we had Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1071799111381448772003-12-18T17:58:00.000-08:002003-12-18T17:59:46.843-08:00Hooray for Christmas parties...
that disguise themselves as 4-hour, offsite staff meetings. Yesterday I worked for 4 hours, drove to Bellvue on the clock (about an hour), and ate my catered lunch at the "staff meeting"--by the time we got done there was not time to drive back up to Everett in rush-hour traffic, so I had to go home early. Ten hours pay for 4 hours work=Merry Christmas. I'm Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1071026760107251912003-12-09T19:26:00.000-08:002003-12-09T19:27:03.500-08:00It's official
Tom has a new job description.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1070907839496807962003-12-08T10:23:00.000-08:002003-12-08T10:34:23.186-08:00Sore, tired, and a broken hockey stick to round out the weekend
Thank God for Mondays off. It was just one of those weekends; soccer practice for a couple of hours on Saturday and back-to-back hockey games Sunday night. By the end of the second hockey game my left quad had knotted up so badly that I could barely limp through the handshake line. I also managed to block a shot with the instep ofTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1069626213670157902003-11-23T14:23:00.000-08:002003-11-23T14:24:14.640-08:00What's all that white powdery stuff?
No, it's not sugar or cocaine. It's been SNOWING in Seattle. Of course, this being Seattle, any accumulation that may have occured over the last week probably melted off before the end of the day it fell, but it's still something to get excited about. Freezing temperatures and snow here are almost as rare as they are in east Texas. The real excitement, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1068257142367996372003-11-07T18:05:00.000-08:002003-11-07T18:06:02.890-08:00The British are coming
British Airways, that is. For those of you who didn't chase the links in my last post, the primier air service from the other side of the pond donated the last of their retired Concordes to the Museum of Flight in Seattle. Alpha Golf (tail number G-BOAG) arrived Wednesday afternoon just before 2:30, and will now reside on the ramp at Boeing field until the Museum's new Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1067884105684034312003-11-03T10:28:00.000-08:002003-11-03T10:28:40.216-08:00Why is it
that whenever I have inspiration to write I have no time, and when I have time to write (like right now) I have no inspiration. I'm sure there was something rolling around in my head for the past week that I kept thinking I would put up on my blog as soon as I got the chance. Now here I am with pretty much the rest of the day free and I can not remember what it was I wanted to say. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1067392582481111162003-10-28T17:56:00.000-08:002003-10-28T17:56:30.000-08:0010 hour days=
very little time to blog. Most days I'll get online for a little bit when I get home, but I tend to spend that time reading other people's blogs. So, if you decide to start checking my page for updates, say monthly, you probably won't be missing much. I appreciate those of you who still do stop by occasionally, and it is my hope that before too much longer I will have my Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1066364147388423822003-10-16T21:15:00.000-07:002003-10-16T21:15:47.390-07:00I know it's been awhile, and I actually really don't have time to be doing this right now, but I had to get a quick rant in before I go to bed. Hopefully a real update isn't too far off.
I got my final LU yearbook in the mail today, and words cannot describe how terrible it is. I was never very impressed with any of LU's publications, but at least in the case of the yellowjacket, I knew that Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1064879090670484612003-09-29T16:44:00.000-07:002003-09-29T17:30:39.210-07:00The last Monday ever...
I have worked my last Monday ever...or at least for the forseeable future. No, I have not been laid off; I have simply decided to take advantage of a wonderful Boeing benefit called flex-time. Flex-time allows you to work any one of a few different standard alternate schedules without any kind of special arrangements or approval. The three basic schedules are:
Five 8-Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1064289746578223062003-09-22T21:02:00.000-07:002003-09-22T21:02:26.680-07:00Soccer
Due to our goalie's retirement and the fact that at the time I was the only one on the team with goal-keeping experience of any kind (although it was all on the hockey rink, and only in a never-practiced-emergency-only back-up capacity), I am the new backstop. I can't say that it isn't fun; for a few brief moments every game, it's about as exciting as it can get. The problem is that withTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1064019209174089972003-09-19T17:53:00.000-07:002003-09-19T17:53:28.633-07:00Thanks
To all of you who have been praying for my parents' situation. I was reading back down through the last few posts I'd made on the subject, and it doesn't look like I ever fully explained what was going on for the last few weeks. Here's the deal. Before the accident, the plan was that my mom and dad would come back from the Philippines on Tuesday, August 26. They would stay with us in Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1063771223016030562003-09-16T21:00:00.000-07:002003-09-16T21:00:23.180-07:00Saying goodbye to summer
When I got back from Colorado a couple of weeks ago, I was afraid I had missed the end of summer in Seattle. For a few days the sky darkened and air cooled a bit in a preview of things to come, but it didn't rain during that time and the sun would poke through the clouds now and again. Summer made one last appearence over the weekend, something for us all to remember Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1063330267702045672003-09-11T18:31:00.000-07:002003-09-11T18:31:07.666-07:00Missed opportunities
I was less than five hours driving time away from LeTourneau last Tuesday and Wednesday. The only reason I can come up with for not heading down there is that I'm FREAKIN' RETARDED. It didn't occur to me that I had been that close until Thursday morning after several hours of driving in the other direction.
Other than that little bit of stupidity, I had a great vacation. Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1062086310580219482003-08-28T08:58:00.000-07:002003-08-28T08:58:30.410-07:00Vacation
Until further notice I am on vacation. I commented in response to someone elses comment a couple of posts down that I'd take school over work any day. The exception to that is vacations. National holidays the existence of which those of you at LeTourneau have almost forgotten due to lack of respect for said holidays from your institution--you know, labor day, veteran's day, and I'm Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1061859205125283752003-08-25T17:53:00.000-07:002003-08-25T17:53:24.996-07:00UPDATE
I'm not sure what the current situation is with my parents. If things went according to plan, they should be on a plane departing Ninoy Aquino International Airport in Manila right about now. As of a couple of days ago, it sounded like the accident would not affect their travel plans. However, last night I received the following cryptic email from my mom.
Not sure now. Jim Sims and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1061422945191030732003-08-20T16:42:00.000-07:002003-08-20T16:42:25.076-07:00Please pray
for the New Tribes flight program in the Philippines. I got a message from my mom a couple of days ago that said my dad had a kind of rough landing and there was some damage to the plane. No injuries, but it sounds like the plane will be down for awhile for repairs. This is just a guess, but they probably can't repair it where it is, so they may have to completely disassemble it Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1061169900563257632003-08-17T18:25:00.000-07:002003-08-17T18:25:00.530-07:00I had time
to put up a decent post, but I used it all catching up with everyone else's blogs that I don't usually have time to read during the week. Now I've got to head out to a friend's for dinner, so unless I left a comment on your blog, this is all you're going to get from me at the moment. At least I cut about a third off of my posting interval. More to come as time permits.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1060398302992202992003-08-08T20:05:00.000-07:002003-08-08T23:20:22.853-07:00Exactly
one month since last real post. I've been reading in a lot of Bandit blogs about moving back onto the floor, and I have to say that I'm a little bit jealous. I definitely miss the atmosphere where you can find something to do at pretty much any hour of the day or night simply by opening the door to your room. I won't let myself get too sentimental here, but while I'm thinking about theTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1059102038765275112003-07-24T20:00:00.000-07:002003-07-24T20:00:38.580-07:00This is...
pretty much nothing. Mainly I just logged in to make sure I hadn't forgotten my password. There may be a post of more substance coming in the near future. Then again, there may not be. You'll just have to wait and see.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1057727911819041252003-07-08T22:18:00.000-07:002003-07-08T22:18:31.790-07:00Looking
for good biomechanics programs. At least I'm starting to. It occured to me while I was buying running shoes the other day that shoe companies like Adidas, Asics, and Nike all must have R&D departments that are pretty heavy into biomechanics. Working in the lab the last couple of years got me really interested in the field in general, but I wasn't sure how to translate that interest Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1057479335991753762003-07-06T01:15:00.000-07:002003-07-06T01:15:35.983-07:00Thanks to Dunny's rants
on Jules' current condition, I've been reminded to inform you all that my civic--which, sadly, never had a creative name, but was often referred to as the pregnant rollerskate--is no more. That's right, the reliable veteran of countless cross-country road-trips, often my transportation, shelter, kitchen and stereo for days at a time, has gone where all trusty automobiles Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1057119292982109932003-07-01T21:14:00.000-07:002003-07-01T21:14:52.970-07:00Check that one off the list
Kind of disappointing. It's not even a whole item, just part of one. Dave and I went to the mall after we got off work today. I did get new soccer shoes and running shoes, but decided that the wardrobe upgrade could wait awhile. Sadly, that was the high point of my day. At least the week is now half over. I really don't have anything else to say, except that my Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-1057021726152472482003-06-30T18:08:00.000-07:002003-06-30T18:09:43.496-07:00Things to do...
Pay bills...This is a fun one. So much fun, in fact, that I do it, at the very least, once a month. Rent, car payment, student loans, phone, utilies, cable, credit card...probably a couple others that don't come to mind at the moment; but yeah, lots of excitment here.
Meet with financial advisor...Because enough of my money is not already committed before it's even made to Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-959985132003-06-24T17:36:00.000-07:002003-06-24T17:36:17.463-07:00Random update
I figured I'd better log in here and post something before I forgot what my password was. The last couple of weeks have been fun, but a little bit off as well. My brother Jon, who graduated from high school in the Philipinnes about three weeks ago, has been in town. He's mostly been staying down at my aunt's house in Kent, so I have revisted the commute from hell on several Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-954165502003-06-07T15:34:00.000-07:002003-06-07T15:34:30.640-07:00An interesting afternoon
So I had this great idea to invite my cousin up from Kent to check out some of the offerings of the Seattle International Film Festival. It seemed like a good idea for a Friday afternoon. We decided to check out House of Fools at the Egyptian. It turned out to be a slight problem that I didn't know exactly where the Egyptian was. I knew that it was on Capitol Hill andTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-948154252003-05-23T21:26:00.000-07:002003-05-24T08:36:25.000-07:00Back at home
That's right, the weekend of mass weddings has come and gone. I had a wonderful, albiet too short, trip back to Texas. Not that there's anything that great about Texas. I can hardly stand the place. It just happens to be the place where most of my friends are currently located. Fortunately the company more than makes up for the location. Thanks to Dunny and Q for the ride and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-944454722003-05-16T05:36:00.000-07:002003-05-16T13:36:47.000-07:00No catchy title
So here I am back in the not-so-great state of Texas. It's so good to see everyone again--at least those people who are still around--but why does LeTourneau have to be in freaking Texas?
The shower just opened up. More ranting to come.
So I said I'd get back to this. I actually tried earlier today, although by the time I did I wasn't really in a ranting mood. Some good Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-940969142003-05-10T00:52:00.000-07:002003-05-10T01:05:20.000-07:00This is your last warning
Don't forget mothers' day tomorrow. Hopefully all of you have thought of something nice that you can do for your mother this year. Me, well I'm in a little bit of trouble. Between mothers' day and my mom's birthday and Christmas last year...let's just say it'll be a long time before I top any of that. To Kass and Rachel, where ever you are, happy anniversary. I'm Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-938955342003-05-06T17:34:00.000-07:002003-05-06T17:34:54.276-07:00Last time I checked...
Needless to say, I was not very happy about the Stars losing to the Mighty Ducks last night, but what's the deal with calling back the Stars goal. Sure the rule says that the puck must cross the goal line with the net in its normal position, but if a defender is responsible for moving the net out of its normal position, then a penalty should be called to offset discountingTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-931434902003-04-23T16:50:00.000-07:002003-04-23T16:50:27.263-07:00Taking the controls
Today I had the unique experience of piloting the full-motion flight simulator for the 767-400. It was amazing. From the details in the graphics to the feeling of being thrown forward against the restraints on the landing roll to the cockpit instrumentation and layout, it was as realistic as you can get. We started out on runway 13R at Boeing Field in Seattle with clear Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-930955722003-04-22T22:48:00.000-07:002003-04-22T22:48:53.753-07:00The year of the underdog
I don't know if any of you follow hockey. Wait; let me rephrase that. I don't know if anyone reads this. Yeah, that's probably more accurate, but back to hockey. Last week, the Anahiem Mighty Ducks sent the defending Cup champion Detroit Red Wings home early. All that money that Detroit poured into pulling all that talent into its organization--Hull, Chelios, Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-928975102003-04-19T11:27:00.000-07:002003-04-19T11:27:05.860-07:00Does it get any better than this?
Talk about a great day. Well, at least the afternoon/evening was good. After work I headed down to my aunt and uncle's house in Kent. They're still on vacation, and my brother has been watching their place for the last couple of weeks. When I got down there I flipped on the tv, looking for a hockey game. I found not only a hockey game, but also the world Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-922544512003-04-08T17:13:00.000-07:002003-04-08T17:13:04.280-07:00It's been too long since I've written anything of substance. I'm not sure if I remember how anymore. I suppose I could tell you all about the apartment. It's a three bedroom place just off I-5 in Seattle's University district. We are walking distance from half-a-dozen art-house theaters (looking forward to the Seattle Internation Film Festival this summer), and about a five minute drive from Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-921825142003-04-07T16:45:00.000-07:002003-04-07T16:45:43.076-07:00Tickets in hand
I got tickets to fly down for Jordan's wedding. I'll be in Longview May 14-18. I hope everyone is planning to hang around after school gets out. It would be great to see all of you. If anyone feels like picking me at DFW, I get in at 8:30pm on the 14th. Leave a comment or email me if you can help out.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-921319712003-04-06T23:05:00.000-07:002003-04-06T23:05:28.436-07:00THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN
I now have internet connection in my apartment. More to come...Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-912018792003-03-22T16:52:00.000-08:002003-03-22T16:52:03.500-08:00Further updates suspended pending internet hook-up in the new apartment.
(My brother and I moved in last week, which is why I haven't updated since then.)Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-905665002003-03-11T20:24:00.000-08:002003-03-11T20:24:18.186-08:00One week to the day since last update. I didn't plan it that way; it just sort of happened.
Significant events of the past week:
Thursday night-Dinner w/sis and Bible Study
Friday night-It finally decided to be winter up here. What better way to celebrate than taking off for the pass after work for a little night snowboarding.
Later Friday night-Picked up my bro from SeaTac. He just finishedTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-901515092003-03-04T19:03:00.000-08:002003-03-04T19:03:28.343-08:00The sole purpose of this post is to welcome in THE MANLY MONTH OF MARCH.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-896819212003-02-24T18:03:00.000-08:002003-02-24T18:03:46.060-08:00Wait, it can't be. That isn't a...why yes, it is. It's a post. A new post on Tom's blog. Not that there's really anything new to say. Still live way freakin' far away from where I work (hopefully that will change next month), still don't really know anybody my age in the Seattle area (a direct result of spending all of my waking hours at, or on the way to, work), and still 76.3% without a Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-889546552003-02-11T20:36:00.000-08:002003-02-11T20:36:31.490-08:00Apparently, congratulations are in order. Read about it here, and toss back a cold, frothy one in honor of the brit.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-888900652003-02-10T19:28:00.000-08:002003-02-10T19:34:37.000-08:00The Right Stuff
After seeing all the coverage of the Columbia break-up last weekend, I was inspired to watch The Right Stuff again. If you haven't seen it, it's an excellent depiction of America's early manned space program, played by an excellent cast (Ed Harris, Scott Glenn, Dennis Quaid, Sam Shepard, Jeff Goldblum, et al), and I would highly recommend it to anyone with an interest in Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-884465722003-02-02T17:41:00.000-08:002003-02-02T17:41:46.890-08:00Thank God for laid back weekends. After spending most of my time Saturday morning watching news coverage of the Columbia incident, I called up the yellow house in the middle of the famed Saturday afternoon breakfast. It was great to talk with all of you who were there. I'm glad to hear that the breakfast has continued, even if the numbers are down somewhat from where they were a couple of Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-883702192003-02-01T00:30:00.000-08:002003-02-01T00:30:37.276-08:00Bethany has broken a couple of weeks of silence with musings on the myth of the "American Dream". Maybe it's just me, but I think a lot of people would be happier with their jobs if they weren't there to put the kids through college, move into a nicer house, and finally get that Bayliner they've been dreaming about for years. You're job isn't who you are, and it shouldn't just be how you're Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-882394052003-01-29T17:23:00.000-08:002003-01-31T23:42:30.000-08:00Don't really have time to post today, but I came across this at work today and thought it was pretty funny. Any of you pilots out there should get a kick out of this.
Written up in a maintenance log (edited from nearly unintelligible pilot abbreviation slang to common english):
Speedbrake failed to deploy on landing. May have been due to smooth touchdown.
You probably also took the time to Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-878768652003-01-22T19:06:00.000-08:002003-01-22T19:06:35.160-08:00I have decided that getting up at 5:00 in the morning is not conducive to blogging. This is most likely because the best hours for blogging are between midnight and 4:00 am, hours which it is virtually essential to sleep through if one must be awake by 5:00. Back in school it didn't bother me that much to miss out on some sleep. I could always catch a nap during class; worst case, I would sit Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-875668942003-01-16T18:31:00.000-08:002003-01-16T18:31:35.923-08:00An update...not because I have anything to say, but because I haven't posted in a few days. Work is still boring. Hopefully by next week I will have access to the tools I need to do my job, and I will get moved into my permanent desk. Unfortunately, I will not be able to travel 3500 miles to visit with you all this evening. You all have a blast.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-873988732003-01-13T20:11:00.000-08:002003-01-13T20:11:16.313-08:00I'm sure most of the people who frequent my blog know already, but for those of you who don't, you've got to check this out. What a great story. My life is nowhere near that interesting at the moment, but here's the update anyway. I have now worked two days at Boeing. The commute has added 200 miles to my car, but I do enjoy driving it. The only negative thing in my mind is that I have to Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-872031432003-01-09T20:59:00.000-08:002003-01-09T20:59:20.460-08:00Hopefully not a sign of Jules-like behavior
So I go out to my car today to find the right front tire devoid of air. Of course I discover this late enough that most tire places are already closed. I do have time to make it to Les Schwab, but I'm not sure whether or not they stock the appropriate tire. After sitting in their lobby for an hour I find out, no, they will have to order the tire Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-871526242003-01-08T22:08:00.000-08:002003-01-08T22:08:16.240-08:00Tomorrow is my last day of freedom. Friday I have to go in to the office. I don't know whether I'll do any work Friday or if I'll just go pick up my ID and log into my accounts to make sure they are all set up correctly. I'll probably have to call my manager tomorrow and find out what's going on. Today was pretty laid back. I went to the library, drove up the SPU to have lunch with sis, and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-869961902003-01-05T23:05:00.000-08:002003-01-05T23:05:26.930-08:00It's only 10:45, so why does it feel like 2:00 in the morning? Oh well, maybe if it feels like 2:00, I'll be able to sleep like it's 2:00 when I go to bed. That's right, it's time to start adjusting my body from it's vacation schedule to a decent working schedule. And by decent, I mean hours of the morning that should only be seen if you stay up to see them; no person in their right mind wouldTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-868709472003-01-03T02:12:00.000-08:002003-01-03T02:14:23.000-08:00Thursday in brief:
sleep...bank...store...post office...chess w/sister...billiards w/sister...tv...sleep
At the moment, my car is exactly 100 miles off the lot.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-868224632003-01-02T01:46:00.000-08:002003-01-02T01:55:17.000-08:00Happy New Year to all of you. I hope everyone had a good time ringing in the year. Me, well, for slightly more than the cost of a movie I purchased myself four hours of entertainment--okay, less than an hour of it was actually exciting; the rest was twiddling my thumbs and signing my name until my arm cramped up--and a new set of wheels. Yeah, I was going to wait until I could save up a littleTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-866522302002-12-28T23:41:00.000-08:002002-12-28T23:41:52.000-08:00Went on some test drives today, and I'm thinking I like the Acura. I'll probably also start looking for the lowest price I can find on the Accord as well, and see if I can play a couple of dealers against each other to get a bargain. My uncle is pretty good at that sort of thing, and he enjoys it like you wouldn't believe, so it will be good to have him along. The actual purchase will probablyTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-866176952002-12-27T23:23:00.000-08:002002-12-27T23:24:47.000-08:00This one, this one, this one, this one, or this one? The civic has served me well, but it is long past its prime. I'm also still debating between the car as an investment philosophy, which would lead me towards the purchase of a new car, and the car as an unrecoverable expense philosphy, which would lead me towards something with a few more miles under its belt. Any thoughts? Hit that Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-865443162002-12-26T01:58:00.000-08:002002-12-26T01:58:08.936-08:00I have edited the previous post to include details of the rest of the road trip. Enjoy.
Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Mine was peachy.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-865090952002-12-25T00:17:00.000-08:002002-12-26T01:54:36.000-08:00HOME in a manner of speaking
Here's to new friends and new experiences. Nine semesters at LU and--well, you've all heard me gripe about the adminstration and the teaching styles, or lack thereof, of certain professors, but when it comes down to it, I have only one real regret. I missed the opportunity to get to know some amazing people. I started to get that feeling as I watched my last Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-859535572002-12-13T09:31:00.000-08:002002-12-13T09:32:28.000-08:00THE END
...that's right, no more college, no more blog (at least til I get settled in up north and get my computer set up). As much as I'd like to post pages and pages of nostalgia in this, my last blog from the LU campus, I really don't have the time. Family is up at the hotel waiting for me to call so we can all get together for lunch. So say goodbye forever to Tom Elliott, mechanical Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-857908912002-12-10T09:27:00.000-08:002002-12-10T09:27:59.270-08:00Just a quick update on my mom's situation: thanks for your prayers. The paperwork she needed came through at the last minute and she is now somewhere over the pacific. So if anyone needs a ride to Dallas tomorrow, I'll be leaving as soon as I get out of my 9:45-11:45 final.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-857578042002-12-09T17:51:00.000-08:002002-12-09T17:51:46.750-08:00So the plan has a little glitch in it. My mom called from the airport in Manila this afternoon to tell me that they won't let her leave. Apparently there is some kind of problem with her visa. Hopefully it will be taken care of today and they will let her on a flight tomorrow, but knowing a little bit about the way government bureaucracy works over there it could take weeks or months for Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-857150602002-12-08T22:33:00.000-08:002002-12-08T22:35:32.000-08:00I may or may not have played the last hockey game of my college career today. Because the season runs into the spring semester, the league has a provision for December graduates that allows them to play through the end of the season in which they graduate. The issue is whether or not I will be able to come back down from Seattle to play in the games which I am entitled to under this provision.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-855860372002-12-06T02:50:00.000-08:002002-12-06T02:50:06.600-08:00This semester couldn't just die without at least one all-nighter...the last two major assignments are completed
There is no justice in the intramural soccer world...really all I wanted to see was worm taking that oh so should have been PK
Be sure to ask Nicole how apple juice tastes when drank out of a sweaty soccer shoe
8 more days...yeah, I know that doesn't agree with the count from my lastTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-855228482002-12-04T21:27:00.000-08:002002-12-04T21:27:47.453-08:00This post has absolutely no purpose except to let you all know that, like all good graduating seniors, I don't care anymore. Two papers (one technical report and one essay), two classes to attend and two finals to go. Mom gets here in a week. Way too much stuff to pack up and ship home. But don't feel sorry for me; I don't have to come back next month.
9 days...and the countdown continuesTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-854069522002-12-02T17:37:00.000-08:002002-12-02T18:20:02.000-08:00Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
-John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
Welcome back to all of you who travelled over the holiday weekend. As the above quote suggests, I did get to fly Sunday afternoon. What an amazing feeling; its reminiscent of the first time you got behind the wheel of a car, but so much more complicated and liberating and Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925080.post-851822072002-11-27T14:28:00.000-08:002002-11-27T14:28:46.460-08:00So everyone has probably already left for Thanksgiving, and no one will read this until they get back. If that's the case, hope you had a wonderful break. If, by some freak chance, you are reading this before you head off to wherever you are going, I hope that you do have a wonderful break. And if, God forbid, you are stuck in Longview...well, this is the spot where'd I'd normally laugh at youTomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00529073726160525958noreply@blogger.com