Missing my son…

This is my son’s old honda civic…buried in snow. He’s away at Navy A-school, so he missed all this snow. I missed his help. BIG TIME.

The Big Dig of 2010

Things I hear when I write…

…with my left hand.

The graph from GraphJam.com was discovered by my son and passed along to me. It is funny because the “Are you left-handed?” is by far the most frequent question when people see me write.

Sometimes I stop and look at the pen in my left hand and gasp, “Wow, I AM left-handed!”

Vote Right Now for Invisible Children

Chase Bank is donating $1million to whichever charity gets the most votes in their competition.
I ask that you would please help Invisible Children by taking 20 seconds to vote for them here -> http://apps.facebook.com/chasecommunitygiving/charities/598099

By voting for Invisible Children you’re helping them to reach their goal of ending Africa’s longest running war and bringing thousands of abducted children home.

There are only 2 days left to vote.

They need our vote and our voice.

Has anyone here seen my…

…good friend Abraham, Martin & John?

This song got a lot of radio time in my childhood.

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The Perks of (Zoom) Power

Armed with a new 15 megapixel SLR, an 18 – 55 zoom lens, and a 55-250mm telephoto zoom lens I have the power.

900+ Graduates

80+ Division 044 Graduates

The Graduate I sought -- center-ish frame (the one with my nose).

Out on The Ledge

Deploying…

…to Mississippi. at oh-400.
sleep is optional.

Setting Sail

My son has successfully completed the recruit training (a.k.a. bootcamp). Now its off to A-school in dangerous Mississippi. He’s excited about the potential opportunities ahead of him. Me? I’d love it if he got stationed somewhere nearby. Some place safe. Virginia Beach would be cool.

You know, ships in harbor are safe but you also know that is not what ships were created for.

God knows what lies ahead for him and you what? I’m cool with trusting Him with my son.

Waiting @ the Gate

Waiting @ our gate … patiently. Not. We flew thru check-in and security due to handicap perks. This chair makes a pretty uncomfortable bed. But then I remembered… I BLOG!

What a relief.