Tis far better to have a known a breeze that passed, than never to have felt the wind at all.

Yes, I stole the spirit of that from Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850

When real life picks up I find I don't mind missing PC time at all.

Days or weeks go by without checking email.

Blog entries from others stack up that seem like they should be gotten to.

Meanwhile, mine are the anti-matter of the blogosphere.

I know things happened on those days, but nobody can see it.

Just gaping holes of nothing in the record.

Joined the YMCA these past couple of weeks and picked up the old routine without a beat missing.

Summer finally turned off and with it the humidity and the air conditioning.

The girls are active all their waking hours.

Eldest is a big girl now, with a backpack, lunch box, and school projects to be brought home for the front of the fridge.

Then a breeze picks up making it absolutely perfect out of doors.

I pick up a Shiner Bock from the fridge (Spoetzl Brewery, Shiner, Texas), the bucket of sidewalk chalk for the girls and make for the patio and my soft padded chair in the shade.

Begin the countdown until the wife comes home from work.

Woke up from strange dream.

Surprised to find it is September 13th.

The weather has finally broken below 100, skipped the 90's entirely, and been holding steady in the 80's for highs.

No, that was not auto-biographical.

Going outside with a pitcher of mojito now to contemplate "Simple vs. Easy".

Eldest attended her first day of Pre-school today.

Smashing success.

I didn't even cry as I dropped off my little girl.

Also my first day to have time to focus on youngest daughter.

She loved being an attention-hog.

Meanwhile, eldest rocked out and didn't want to leave her class at the end of the day.

Teacher reports that eldest is already head of her class.

Smoked a cheap cigar with good whiskey to celebrate.

My eldest daughter runs into the office to join the wife and I.

She blurts out, laughing, "I protected (youngest daughter)!"

The wife and I look at each other and ask simultaneously, "From what?"

Youngest explodes in giggles, "From ME!"

My kids are beating my curious nature out of me.

Some things I just really don't want to know the answers to anymore.

The wife hops up to go investigate.

I hop up to top off my drink.

http://www.okcupid.com/tests/16336235046633759176/Alcohol-Knowledge

     

Your Score: Bacardi 151

     

Congratulations! You're 134 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (83), and liquor (121).

      

     

      All right.  No more messing around.  Your knowledge of alcohol is so high that you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science.  Sure, you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips to the bathroom?  You head straight for the bar and pick up that which is most efficient.