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so lets see, what’s been new. last week was hell week at work, i was involved in putting on something of a mini convention, that was overlayed on another, bigger convention, as well as there was something of a meeting day with the members of the group that i sorta helped build over the last 2 years.

so i stayed down here in DC and natty and the capt came down for a couple nights. one of which natty and i went to a fancy pants dinner, it was nice, overall the week was exhausting. i cant think of a time where i was so tired that either coffee, diet coke or booze couldn’t wake me back up, except for last week. i think i’m. getting. old.

saturday night after a concert by a large folksy artist i won’t mention there was the staff after party, when semi required to dance by the president of the group with which i primarily work, i, you guessed it, brought the moves. catching most of my coworkers off guard, which is how i like it. oh trust me, me dancing is a sight to behold. not necessarily a good one. but i’ll say this-no one can accuse me of not givein ti my all. just think of the ellen dance, on crack, mixed with the humpty dance. oh, its dead sexy, i’m telling you

new house is still the new house, natty is working diligently to unpack stuff, i think she’s hit the nesting stage. the onus falls on me to get a lot of crap that i threw together without rhyme or reason at the end there sorted out. bleck.

old house came through inspection pretty well, we have some odds and ends to fix-and we need to clear out the basement, which is more shit that i need to do. what was the phrase ‘bleck’ got word today the house appraised suffciently and the loan is all good. so we’re cruizing to the 26th for settlement. that’s right. bitches.

kiddette 2.0 seems to be doing well, natty is squarely in the tired/uncomfortable stage. last monday we went down to the birthcenter she wants to use for our ‘dress rehersal’ bascially it was a bunch of people sitting in a room for an hour. after the house, and work and all that shit, i think it was the first time that i actually realized that we’re gonna have another kid, like in the house, for ever (well you know what i mean). natty’s gonna go in to labor and we’re gong to get in a car and drive an hour and do what it takes to deliver the kid and then take the kid home and then we’ll ahve 2 kids. oh sure it’s been 7 months, i shoudl have digested all this before, but well, i hadn’t. gulp.

we’ll figure it out. i guess.

ok kids, i don’t want to pull somethign on the first time back out on the blog, so i’ll cut it off there.

have a good weekend.

actually before i go, i should say a couple words about the fall of an idol, or a idle or something, late last month, ACW hung up his blogging hat, i can totally understand-there come s a point where being a super genius gets tiring (oh shut up you, you come back here for a reason-and it’s not the nudie pics)  and while it’s a damn shame it’s a sign o the times people, when facebook makes it easier to tell people that you just took a shit than to post up a honest article/journal entry, it’s clear the times they are a changing. yeah i’m talking about tweeting, or twittering or twatting or whatever its called. i’m happy to say i’ve been at this crap since 2000 (for the life of me i can’t the find the original posts before 9/11-weird, damn bin laden!) so i feel like to a certain extent i’ve fully played out this whole movement. i evolved with everyone else…hand (dreamweaver) coded site i manually set up, figured out movable type, went to a hosted service (typepad) went back to my own hosting account (dnn then WP) and now it’s all gone. sniff, blogging, i loved you so.

well i’ve never been one that actually hopped on a new trend. so as far as i can, i’m gonna keep the dream alive…..

ARE YOU WITH ME?

fine then….dicks.

hi kids

man i dunno what to say-i can’t seem to get my ass to post. it’s really sad. not sure if any of you are still out there….maybe it’s fitting this way.

so it’s been a hellish, rewarding, terrible, stressful wonderful month. we moved. we bought the house and moved. it took 3 weeks 1000,000 trips between houses but we did it (well 98% of it) we are in the new place an have had various utility people, contractors and the like out to fix build and do other shit. it has been the most difficult process of my life.

on top of that we put our cat tyler down. he was the most needy yet social cat we had. he was pretty much my cat, as he hopped on my lap as a kitten and i decided we should take him home. he would pester me incessantly, though now that i think of it, he did that to everyone. about a year a go he stopped shitting in the litter boxes. we tried everything. we moved to a bigger house, hoping that it would help (oh there were other reasons certainly) it didnt’ help–he started shitting in the bathtub. finally, after much consultation with our vet, we decided, nay we admitted what we’ve known for a long time–he was fucked in the head–wired wrong, and though he could be cute, he was detracting from our lives more than adding. so, in essence, we killed him.

why not give him away, or take him to a shelter. fact is: cats with ‘elimination’ problems are not adopted, ever, seriously, i’m not fucking around, no one whats a cat that pisses everywhere.  rather than start letting him out of our back yard, where  he’d be exposed to foxes, raccoons and other shit, we put him down- it was really hard, harder than i thought to be honest.

but it is done. i miss him from time to time, but when i wake up at 6 am, instead of to him meowing at 4;30, like today, i can’t hlep but think it was the right thing to do.

so we did a fuck ton of work to the old house, some ourselves, some we brought people in. i tried listing the house on craigslist in hopes of selling it ourselves. we did get 2 hits on it, but not much. our agent admited that this is as bad as any market she’s seen. yay. i love life.

work for it’s part is super busy. as you know i’m an offical employee at the dftu client, and it’s actually yielded more work that before. oh, did i mention that my boss quit/got canned last week? no stress there, really.

so that’s me for the last 6 weeks kids. i’m alive but it’s been rough. people have it rougher, no doubt. but they’re not whiney bitches like i am.

so there

holy cow kids it’s been a long time. but fuck i’ve been busy, and a whole fuck ton of shit has changed. so listen up, rapid fire like

• i actually traded in my corporate whore wings to go work for the DFTU client. i can’t get in to the details but it was a long, painful, stressful process. but tis over now. i’m no longer a consultant. i dunno if any of you care but it’s a big big big deal. ok not really. but whatever. anyway, i have a real job now, ok that’s not true, the shit i’ve been doing for the last 2 years is now somewhat more offical. go me.
• natty’s pregnant. i hinted toward that in the last post, uh 3 months a go or whatever. well here it is, she’s preggers and i’m the goddamned father. err well at least i think. she’s at 17 weeks tomorrow and just getting out of the pukey, i hate the world especially you jefke phase. it seems the wow i’m huge and this really sucks phase is already starting. apparenlty baby 2.0 likes his/her space and is trying to set up a condo in there. what’s that saying? if men had to have the kids there’d be none. damn. fucking. straight.
• we have a realtor coming by the house on saturday. kid 2.0 calls many things in to question, firstly our 14.5 ft wide house. it’s fuckign small kids. oh sure, people raise 22 kids in a studio appartment in queens. yay, good for them, jefke don’t rock that. so we have 2 choices. either add on to our house (which is fairly doable) or move. adding on will be a process similar to pregnancy, but this time i’ll be feeling the physical pain. adn will not be done by the time 2.0 arrives. moving will suck big ass, as we’d need to ‘stage’ and sell our house. then actually move, and hten fix the new house. fucked on both fronts if ask me. a dp of badtimes. but somethign has to change. ok well maybe not. but perhaps. we’re entertianing both scenarios.
• the subie, while all that and a bag of old school taco flavored doritos, is a gas hog (yes i needed the goddamned turbo, fuck you) and actually doesn’t have that much space in the end. espcically for the air craft carrier sized double storllers natty is looking at. so on top/instead/or never, we are considering the jump to the mini van. yes, i understand people have 2 kids in a camry. they’re idiots. we have a dog and 3 cats and lots of shit. we neeed a big car. get over it.

so that’s pretty much teh update. i have heartburn and i’m getting my sympathy fat groove on.

so, yeah. that’s my update.

love and kisses

jefke

yep that’s right, i’m doing a weekend recap, on a monday, like the day after the weekend. it’s like it’s 2003 again!

right so quite a weekend around the fort quite the weekend–i took friday off b/c the captain was having his long anticipated and much feared partial root canals, or pulpectomy or something. i’ll just give you the speech i give everyone, b/c they all ask the same thing:

1. he’s between 2 and half and 3. yes, kids get root canals.
2. no we really don’t give him alot of candy or juice. there are theories that night nursing can contribute to decay, there are just as many theories that say that breast milk has simple sugars that are easily broken down and doesn’t have an effect (affect? i nver get that right)
3. we do brush his teeth, but prehaps not as well as we could. the dentist told us that some people have bad enamel and they are susceptible to a bacteria that breaks down the teeth. he even said thatt here might have been some decay before the molars even broke through, yes, apparently it can happpen
4. he was put under using gas, then they ran an IV, yes it was general anthesia not twilitght .
5. the proceedure is farily common.

so that’s the majority of them. bascially we got him up and headed to the hospital. we had been telling him that he was going to play with a thing called the ‘bubble gum mask’ that would give him funny bubble gum smelling gas. well that was only half true, see the mask for the gas did smell like bubble gum but the gas…well that smelled like ass.

now we were fully prepared that the gassing out process woudl be harder on us than him. and that was pretty much the troof. he squirmed and freaked, the staff didn’t notice, we were panicked. but he went out in i’d say about 30 seconds. then natty started crying and we were out of the equation. an hour and a half later, we were in the recovery area with him as he woke up. he was groggy, disoriented and pretty miserable. but a couple naps and several hours later, he was ok. lips a bit swollen and with 3 metal teeth and one filling. he was a bit uncomfortable for sat and sunday, but not really that bad. modern medicine. i tells ya.

saturday was incredibly beautiful in the bawlmer area, the capt and i played outside and the family headed up to the depot and other errands. i got the final elements to my square foot gardening boxes. i also have the peat for the soil mix, jsut not the compost and vermiculite and shit. this weekend perhaps. i dunno.

sunday i put them together, mowed the lawn and did some other shit around the house. compelling, isn’t it!

so the macbook is pretty much complete. i upgraded the ram, got the super cheep office 2008 for mac nad have project (windows) but haven’t installed it yet. i’m like 97% of the way to getting entourage to make nice with my work exchange server, if i cna get that to happen, i’m home free….i don’t know why i care. but i do.

now i know the real mac experience is with their ilife apps, somethign, for the most part i dont’ really need. i mean i’d love to crack open iphoto and reorganize our 10′s of thousands of pics, but the home desktop is the designated photo machine, so until we upgrade to an imac, there’s no point. i’d love to rerecord all the el couche hits with garageband, but really, i don’ t have all that much time on my hands….so right now, i have a really really really nice web browsing maching. hmm. well never mind, i still get a techno boner when i use it. that’s what’s really counts…right?

right so this place is deader than disco lately, and i can’t say as i blame all of yall for not visiting. but i’m trying. i’m also bringing in help…

long time reader, jimmy has been granted authoring rights in this here blog-so should the mood strike him, he’s gonna post. there’s no schedule, no promises, no nothing, but hell 2 heads have to blog more than one.

do you want to be part of this elite club? say so in the comments andwe’ll see what we can do….

cheers kids.