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The Bloom (or Bloob) is off the Rose

I know… many of you who follow me on Facebook were expecting my long dissertation on our latest Comcast debacle. It’s coming; it’s just a long write. In the mean time, I offer you this gem.

First, a small segue (and no, I don’t mean one of those two-wheeled sidewalk riding things that Paul Blart used–that would be a Segway).

Right. Moving on.

Several months ago my daughter wanted to show me something. She curled herself into a small ball, still on her feet with her head buried in her knees and her arms curled around her legs. “Look, Daddy, I’m a seed…,” then she stood up and thrust her arms out over her head, “…now I’m a bloom!”. In her excitement, I heard her say, “Now I’m a bloob!” This term has now worked its way into our family lexicon and describes someone who is just plain being silly. I would tease her to which she’d retort, “Oh Daddy, you’re just being a bloob.”

Ok, the main event. This week has seen another milestone in our daughter’s life: kindergarten. Day one, she was raring to go, all dressed in her new going to school dress and new tenny-runners (tennis shoes). Lunch bag and backpack clutched, she was waiting for me by the door, eyes aglow with the excitement that only a 5½ year old could have for going to school.

That evening, all manner of new things were discussed. New teachers, items in the classroom, the rules (so many to remember!) and so on. Day two was much the same.

Day three…

I wished her a good day at school, but she seemed less enthusiastic than she had been all week. So, I asked, “Don’t you like your new school?”

“Yes, I do like my new school,” she replied, “I just don’t want to go every day.”

My, my. Already the experience has lost it’s appeal–the bloom had fallen off of the rose. I hadn’t the heart to tell her that she had 13 more years to go! So, I kissed her and sent her on her way, telling her that I was sure that thing would be fun and that she’d enjoy herself.

She didn’t seem adversely affected by her morning’s despair and by the time she got home everything seemed in order. We had dinner, talked about her day at school and were none the wiser about her statement earlier in the day. Has the bloom really fallen off? We think not; rather, it was just the reality of the new changes to her daily routine starting to set in.

Tomorrow, she will buy her lunch for the first time–chocolate milk and all. If that doesn’t help to turn her attitude around….

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But Wait… There’s More!

Yeah, yeah, I’ve been absent for the summer and I know that many of you have just been dying for me to start posting and/or blogging again. Have faith and fear not! I will be posting once again very soon with the same fervor and wit to which you have been accustomed.

Now, where did I place my muse?

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Chasing Rainbows

Some insightful commentary from one of my favorite musicians, Fish, that I received in an email newsletter to which I subscribe. I felt that I had to share his thoughts as I, too, understand the feelings contained therein:

“There’s a rainbow outside my window and I wish sometimes, of a moment, I could only find the pot of gold at the end of it to solve so many existing problems and provide some sort of security for others I know.

But do I really need to as it is such a beautiful rainbow to appreciate, over such a beautiful array of hills, on such a beautiful night from such a beautiful home that I can only feel humbled by my surroundings and grateful to have a healthy and relatively peaceful life with friends and family close by. The wealth, the pot of gold, is in the ability to perceive the value of that and what is before you in all the majesty of the moment.

The crock doesn’t and has never existed and that is why only fools chase it so.”

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RIP Peter Graves

I just saw the news today on Yahoo! that actor Peter Graves has died. Known best for his role as Jim Phelps in Mission: Impossible (the series, not the Tom Cruise hack movies) Mr. Graves also worked in notable feature films like Stalag 17 and Airplane!

The Airplane! film is where I remember him most, for it is one of my favorite movies. Mr. Graves played Clarence Oveur, the pilot of Flight 209 to Chicago with some of the most memorable lines of the film:

Tower voice: Flight 2-0-9′er, you are cleared for take-off.
Captain Oveur: Roger!
Roger Murdock: Huh?
Tower voice: L.A. departure frequency, 123 point 9′er.
Captain Oveur: Roger!
Roger Murdock: Huh?
Victor Basta: Request vector, over.
Captain Oveur: What?
Tower voice: Flight 2-0-9′er cleared for vector 324.
Roger Murdock: We have clearance, Clarence.
Captain Oveur: Roger, Roger. What’s our vector, Victor?
Tower voice: Tower’s radio clearance, over!
Captain Oveur: That’s Clarence Oveur. Over.
Tower voice: Over.
Captain Oveur: Roger.
Roger Murdock: Huh?
Tower voice: Roger, over!
Roger Murdock: What?
Captain Oveur: Huh?
Victor Basta: Who?

It was said that actor Leslie Neilsen was having difficulty in finding his character (Dr. Rumack) of the film as the comedy made no real sense. It was Mr. Graves who let him in on the secret: “We’re the comedy, Leslie.” And a cult-classic movie was made.

Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?
Captain Oveur: I can’t tell.
Rumack: You can tell me. I’m a doctor.
Captain Oveur: No. I mean I’m just not sure.
Rumack: Well, can’t you take a guess?
Captain Oveur: Well, not for another two hours.
Rumack: You can’t take a guess for another two hours?

Clear flying, Mr. Graves. You have clearance, Clarence.

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A Rose By Any Other Name...

Can anyone tell me what’s wrong with this picture?


 

This is a screen capture of the website that I attempted to use to find the status of my Windows 7 Upgrade from the HP laptop that we purchased at work back in November 2009. In case the writing is too small, it says, “You must use Internet Explorer as your browser…” See the problem now?

Um… I am using Internet Explorer. So, what do you want from me? IE is IE … I can’t call it anything else.

So, I ended up calling their 877 number and connecting to someone in Pakistan or wherever who was difficult to understand but nonetheless quite helpful. She took all of the information from the order (we found the suite number for our office was written as “sweet 400″ rather than “Suite 400″) and is scheduling a re-order to be expedited to me.

Hopefully, we’ll have better luck this time.

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Along Came A Spider

Giving Alice Cooper’s Along Came A Spider album another go. Released in 2008, it is not typical Alice in my highly unprofessional opinion; I tried it once and couldn’t get back to it.

However, I thought I’d drop it on my iPod and run it on repeat for a while to see if any of it sinks in.  Most albums that pass this muster stay on the iPod for future listening… ones that don’t, well, let’s say that the Microsoft Recycle Bin is much more forgiving than I am.

We’ll see how it goes.

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Seuss-ian Analogy

My take on the latest Harry Reid debacle, posted over on my Townhall blog.  Jump here: http://kharminsright.blogtownhall.com/

 
 

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Channeling Nietzsche

Not Higgins. Howard!

In Mel Brooks’ classic movie (and one of my top favorites), Blazing Saddles, the character Howard Johnson remarks, “Y’know, Nietzsche says: ‘Out of chaos comes order.’”  Such is my hope for 2010.

Actually, the real quote from Friedrich Nietzche is, “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” which isn’t quite what Howard says, but is pretty much summed up in spirit.  For me, 2009 was a mess.  I am aspiring for a more ordered 2010.

Many of you know that I had spent most of 2009 on the taxpayers’ dole (thanks, everyone!) until I found gainful employment in the fall.  Regrettably, I did not take full advantage of my lay-off and now find myself in some manner of disarray.  The honey-do list never really got off the ground– something that I know upset the Mrs– and I am prioritizing it for 2010.

Cleaning house is also on the docket for 2010.  We plan to rid ourselves of the clutter which seems to multiply faster than rabbits in our home.  If it is something in excess of what we really need, then it’ll probably go.

Organizing my on-line life, too, is in my plan.  My political leanings and rants/raves will be shuttled over to my political blog on Townhall.com.  My more personal thoughts and musings will continue to be published here on my small piece of the ‘net.  I will still be tweeting on Twitter and periodically posting over on Facebook as well.  So many outlets!

So, please stay tuned– 2010 is already shaping up to be an exciting year for me.  Let’s hope that I can manage to make some semblance of order of it.

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