Archive for March, 2010


Posted: March 31, 2010 in Family

Amie, my three-year-old, was kicked out of Awanas this evening.  I do not doubt she deserved it.   My feelings on the matter are … unclear.



Posted: March 31, 2010 in History, Life

“We are face to face with our destiny and we must meet it with a high and resolute courage. For us is the life of action, of strenuous performance of duty; let us live in the harness, striving mightily; let us rather run the risk of wearing out than rusting out.”

Theodore Roosevelt (American 26th US President (1901-09)

The End

Posted: March 27, 2010 in Life

One of the things I like about Chinese films is how bitter sweet the endings are.  Not the typical Western happy ending (nor the completely depressing tragic ending either).

What’s in a Hand

Posted: March 27, 2010 in Family

Amie entered the room with a puppet on one hand.  “What do you have on your hand?” I asked.  A seemingly silly question, I know.  But when you’re a parent of a small child you find yourself asking these types of questions, apparently in the hope that the child will then name the item in question, thus strengthening their vocabulary speech skills (at least that’s the going theory).

Amie held up her (non-puppeted hand), “I don’t know.”

“No Amie,” I began, “Your other hand,” I explained.

She withdrew her hand from the puppet and looked at it.  “What?” she asked.  “It’s another hand,” she said in puzzlement.

Snow Boarding

Posted: March 27, 2010 in Life

I went snow boarding yesterday with the school.  Maggie is turning into quite the fine skier.  I’m only a fair snow boarder.  I attempted to follow her down one run.  She chose to go through the terrain park.  I had a heck of a time avoiding both terrain and people employing the terrain.

My one epic fail occurred as I was attempting to avoid another snow boarder.  I caught my downslope heel edge and flipped back, landing rather violently on my backside.  I hit with such force that it rattled me clear to my brain pan.  I lay there a few minutes taking stock of all my parts.

Pain is a good thing.  It means you haven’t broken your spine.

All my toes wiggled.  That’s also a good sign.  I couldn’t very well wiggle my feet as they were strapped to my snowboard.  Looking around I saw my glasses lying about ten feet away.  I stretched out my hand toward them, but unfortunately the rattling of my brain around in my skull didn’t grant me “Force” powers as I’d hoped.  I had to retrieve them the hard way.  So, flipping over and belly crawled (ever tried to crawl with a five foot board strapped to your feet?) over the side of the run where my glasses lay.

Eventually I got back up and continued my way down the mountain.

I had several other more successful runs, pushing myself a bit further in speed and difficulty each time.  Over all, a good time was had by all.

More Nebraska Food

Posted: March 23, 2010 in Life

This evening I had with my dinner another gift from our hosts during our recent stay in Nebraska: Herbal Gatherings‘ Mustard (original).

Freudian Slip

Posted: March 23, 2010 in Education

From one of my students: “Psychoanalysis was popularized by Fraud.”

I couldn’t have mispronounced his name any better.