Ultranormal

  • Who Ya Votin’ For?

    I know who I’m voting for. You probably know who you’re voting for. I’m watching John Kerry speak now, and that’s who I’m going to vote for in November. If you’re going to vote for him, great! I hope he wins. If you’re planning on voting for George W. Bush, well, I wish you’d vote for John Kerry. But, if you’ve thought it through and you still plan on voting for him, that’s great. I’m glad you’ve made your choice. Please show up at the polls and vote on November 2nd, and we’ll see who wins.

    I’ve gotten too wrapped up in politics recently. I think too much is at risk in this election not to be. I think most people on either side of the spectrum feel that way. But, I’m tired of the name calling, the hatred and the acid in my stomach when I read the spin. I give up. I know who I’m voting for, and unless we find out that John Kerry rapes goats and abuses puppies, I’m still voting for him. And even then, I’d probably vote for Harry Browne (is he running again?).

    What am I saying? I’m really beyond caring at this point. This, of course, could change. I could “flip-flop”, which may qualify me for humanity at some point (what, you never changed your mind?). Sorry, there I go again.

    So, vote for who you want. Wear a t-shirt declaring it. Post all the stupid inflammatory comments you want about the horrible things about either candidate. It’s not changing my mind. It’s not changing anyone’s mind. There are three people who haven’t decided who they’re voting (or not voting for), and they’re all in comas.

    I love you, you bastards, I really do. But, can we please give this all a rest at least until the middle of October? Maybe? Please?

  • My Niece

    Tim better be careful. Samantha’s going to be a handful. That’s a “take no crap from nobody” face. Hide the guns and your little boys!!

  • Officer of Election

    Guess who’s going to be an officer of election this year. Yeah, that’s right. It’s me! If you live in Loudoun County, you can be one too. They’re apparently short this year (which is kinda surprising), so go help out. You get a hundred bucks, and all the “I Voted” stickers you can stuff down your pants (OK, I made that last part up).

  • The Windowsill Garden Goes Crazy

    The Windowsill Garden Goes Crazy

    We have five baby tomatoes, an infant pepper, and the vine is taller than I am. I think it’s a success!! In sadder garden news, I think our cilantro plant has gone feral and I’ll have to put it down. Let’s all take a moment of silence and mourn him. He made many a meal better.

  • A Little Love Song…

    I just plain love Drupal. I know, it caused the downfall of our little project (OK, not really, but it’s such a cute fallguy), but it’s working like a charm as our pirate ship. I’ve finally figured out the taxonomy stuff, got all the users lined up and put in their roles, have people submitting content left and right, and it just takes it all, keeps running and keeps us all organized.

    I love being able to see who all the new users are, what the popular nodes are and move stuff around easily. I love the flexibility of it, and its hackability (even though I’m no PHP guru, I’ve already hacked the webserver-auth, weblink, node and user modules without breaking anything).

    So, if you’ve got a community site you’re planning, definitely consider it!! It makes starting up so much easier, since all the tools you need are right there to start. OK, so it’s still a little tough to get all configured the way you want, but it’s not impossible. It just takes a little patience, and a willingness to experiment.

  • Four Years and Counting

    This blog is four years old. It’s not as old as Max, but a lot older than Brian. It’s been here through some pretty crazy stuff. It survived two years of Blogger, and two more years of Movable Type. It’s been my space to keep my journal, my little signposts along the way because I know I’ll never keep a real journal. This is it. Even though my posting has been more sporadic recently, I think I’ve become a better writer through sharing my idiocy.

    I would say more, go deeper into why I blog and what I’ve learned after posting 1,340 entries, but I have to get to work.

  • The Boys

    The Lawver Closeup
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    The Lawver Closeup, originally uploaded by kplawver.

    Here we are, all smiles. I took a nap. Brian took a nap. Max played some Super Mario Sunshine. Jen took the picture. What’s not to be happy about?
    Oh, and Flickr rules.

  • I’m Somebody!!

    For the longest time, Google thought I was a typo. When you searched for “Kevin Lawver“, it used to tell me that I was nobody. It used to tell everyone that they really meant “Kevin Lawlor”, whoever that is. But, no longer!! I am somebody now!! We’ve been using me as the spellcheck query at work long enough that Google’s figured out that I really exist, and “Lawver” is spelled correctly (how sad is it when the entire world, including major search engines, misspell your last name?). Now, when you search for me, I am me, and Google doesn’t think you’ve made a mistake. Heck, if you misspell me, it tries to point you back to me! How cool is that?

    This totally makes my day. Thanks to Franco for pointing it out.

  • He Should Work For A Campaign

    And after the Bush/Hitler ad from last week, this almost sounds reasonable.

    I still can’t believe John McCain would do an ad for the Bush campaign. After the lies they told about him in SC in 2000, and after all the issues he’s had with the GOP in the Senate, and with the Administration. What happened, John?

  • Playtime!!

    To sum up Working out our Play Muscle: play for thirty minutes a day. Yep, gotcha. How about play for eight, nine or ten hours every day? That’s what me being a pirate is all about. I play almost all day, every day. A couple years ago, I figured out that work is a whole lot more manageable and livable if it’s a game. I make up games during meetings, I turn stupid tasks into something subversive or silly. I make coding into a puzzle or a race. I see how much faster, better, smaller, neater, more complete I can make something than some mythical villain I pick out (look out, it may be you). I turn a gigantic task like getting an entire company to embrace web standards into a game of pirates…

    I may be crazy, but it keeps me sane.