Category: Life
LOL Cats
While I was looking through my photo collection, I found this old picture of the family cats, Buddy and Peaches. So, in the spirit of LOL CATS, I have added silly captions to this picture. What would you have these cats say?
Sword of Sodan
In my geeky computer history, I owned an Amiga 500. My first experience with a point and click user interface for a computer was GEOS on a Commodore 64. The Amiga was light years ahead of GEOS, and it seemed light years ahead of all other computers I had used then. Unfortunately, the time I had with my Amiga 500 was very short. When the computer died a strange death, I’m not sure why it never dawned on me that it may have been a warranty repair. So, instead of trying to get a repair, I moved on—completely frustrated.
During the time that I had my Amiga 500, I grew attached to a few select games. One of them, Sword of Sodan, holds a special place in my memories as having the silliest sounds effects ever. My friend Jeremy Kaye and I used to play this game often, and we would laugh continuously at the enemy death sounds in level 4. Looking at the game today, it seems incredibly lame, but it was pretty amazing for a home computer in 1989.
Walkthough of Sword of Sodan
The Liberty Quintet
Liberty Tax struck my funny bone again today when I was on my way to pickup Noah at his daycare. A location on the North side of town had five people dressed as the Statue of Liberty swaying and jumping outside. The only thing that would have made it better would have been them busting into choreography.
Candy Bar Rocks
Many strange things have happened to me during my 35 years. One particular strange happening took place when I was still driving a bicycle as my main mode of transportation.
In those days, I pedaled all around Kokomo with my friend Jeremy Kaye. We mostly liked looking at CDs, so our destinations would usually be the music stores in Markland Mall and Kokomo Mall or a Karma store. However, on this occasion, we headed to Kmart.
At that time, a Kmart store was directly east of Markland Mall. We would need to cross US 31, which is a four lane highway through Kokomo. For a reason that I have forgotten, we did not cross the highway at an intersection that day. Instead, we crossed about a quarter mile south of the nearest intersection.
Jeremy crossed first, and made it to the opposite side of the highway with his bike in good time. I was a bit slower crossing to the median due to traffic, but I was not nearly as slow as I was crossing from the median to the other side of the highway due to a completely different reason.
A single candy bar does not, usually, cause people bodily harm. However, if the candy bar is traveling inside an automobile, tossed out of a window and carefully plotted to impact with a “tender place,” it is now a weapon—avoid impact if possible. Unfortunately, I speak from experience.
When I arrived at the median, I quickly lifted my bike to the other side. I then climbed over the median and stood up. It seemed to come out of nowhere. I doubled over immediately. Jeremy, who was still standing on the other side of the highway had not a clue what had happened to me.
I do not remember how long it took me to gain my composure, and I do not remember anything that happened after impact that day, except for Jeremy laughing.




