Public enemy number one

Buy American?
Save the planet? Go "green?" Do your part?

Enough talk already.
I am sick to death of empty "politically correct" catch phrases spewed forth readily yet never acted upon. I'm tired of these eco friendly bandwagon jumping nitwits who buy a hybrid Honda civic for it's gas saving ability, then slap an American flag bumper sticker on it's egg shaped ass and park it in the nearest Wal-Mart lot to "save" a few bucks. Heres a perfect example of what EXACTLY is being saved.

Website: www.walmartstores.com

A facelift and even lower prices kept the world's largest retailer afloat in a troubled economy.
Staring down the barrel of brutal fourth-quarter retail forecasts, CEO Lee Scott dramatically cut prices on 15,000 items - including popular toys and electronics - by 20% more than usual to lure holiday shoppers. That rocked the industry, pressuring other retailers to squeeze already tight margins.

The tactic worked: Wal-Mart grossed $100 billion, breaking its fourth-quarter sales record, and soundly beat Target in same-store holiday sales for the first time in nearly a decade. --Christopher Tkaczyk and David Goldman

Way to go Wall mart. Not only have you screwed the economy by forcing the bar lower, you grossed huge profits while maintaining low wages for your employees and even lower standards of living for the nearly ONE MILLION EMPLOYEES you screw, half of which CANNOT AFFORD the crap health insurance you provide.

Next time you want to be environmentally conscious, consider where you shop and what you buy BEFORE you begin looking at the waste it creates.
Saving this "planet" might start at saving this Country, and THAT might begin at the parking lot rather than the garbage can.

Or, consider this...that foreign car you bought that was "assembled" in America? Of the 30k you spent, 98 percent goes back to Japan, Korea, etc. as profits. THAT in turn is spent where? Not here.
If you were asked to send part of your paycheck to better the Japanese economy, would you?
Hmmm

Close, but no cigar

...bubblegum or otherwise.

Jill's ultrasound was "normal" and the lack of proper fluid during the last result was because baby Mary didn't pee yet.

Yeah. I know.


Anyway...
We're still a go for the 29th...barring any unusual events.

Unusual as in, more than a lack of enough baby pee.

Bleh.

Early Arrival?

When Jill and I went for Luke's final ultrasound eight years ago, the doctor told us his birthday would be that day, based on what little room was left for him and his big melon.
We were prepared, the baby's room was complete...the crib assembled, and we had been impatiently awaiting that moment when we would finally meet him.

Now we are doing the same thing for Mary with one teensy little baby difference.

WERE NOWHERE NEAR READY!

The basement looks more like a Katrina victim than a boys bedroom, the house is a disaster, and we have barely begun to organize baby stuff.

We have two weeks, right?
No sweat?

Not so fast. Mary is about ready for show-time...and if Mondays ultrasound shows no improvement in her current living space...well...
Lets say telling Luke to clean his room will include putting up drywall and painting the bathroom.

Wish us luck!

13 hours

I'm in pain.

Everything hurts, my hands especially.

I've been at the basement for 13 hours straight, breaking only to run to home depot for lumber, and Mike's to pick up a Hilti.

Then back at it.

And what have I accomplished?
Well, to look at it, not much, but I know better.
Marty wants 2x 6's instead of 2x4's, hes got 'em. Fire the footings into the ground with a power gun instead of screw anchors? Done.
The house smells like gun powder and pine. Like some crazy shootout took place in a forest, and when the smoke cleared, a bathroom got framed out.

I wish it were that easy. But I'm running out of time, I'm always running out of time. Tonight especially.

My hands hurt, they ache like a toothache aches. Arthritis, probably. Or some other pain in the ass-in the hands.

I don't care, not yet. That comes after I'm done working...

And theres always work to be done.

Time for a shower and 8 hours of sleep...
If I'm lucky I'll get 4.

CUBS WIN!

First win of the season, and no I won't be posting every one, but the first is worth it.

Luke's first baseball practice was mostly today, aside from sleet and fridgid rain, all went well.

OH did I mention, his team is the WHITE SOX?
NO?
I DIDNT?

Hm..
go figure.

FUK-U-DO-ME

How awesome is it that the guy who got the first hit in Wrigley for the Cubs this season, and then the first HOME RUN has a name that most drunk guys can, and often do, pronounce in the bleachers.

Here's to you, Kosuke Fuka..Fukodu...
Here's to you Japanese Cub player guy!

Just thank god Harry's not around for THAT name!