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Today, I vicariously received my MBA from the University of Montana (via Scott). The ceremony was beautiful. I wish you could have all been there to celebrate with me.

I have so many people to thank. First, I'd like to thank Scott for attending all the classes for me, paying tuition and getting a start on all of my papers for me. I'd like to thank my family and friends for their support. I'd also like to thank the wives for putting up with me during those stressful times over the course of the last year.

Finally, I'm finished with school. Watch out world, here I come.

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Comments are genius. Sometimes they make articles (or blog posts, *wink, wink*).

I was reading an article on Engadget about the "Reverse Alarm Clock" that gives toddlers a visual representation of their expected schedule on a screen (in lieu of a window) based on a parent-set sunrise and moonset calculator. When the clock's "sky display" shows a sun, young children know they're free to roam about the house, but when a moon and stars appear, they know they'd better be in bed. Basically, you can trick your kids into going to bed early so that you can party sooner.

So that was an OK, interesting article. But then I read the comments. This one had me laughing out loud:

An even better solution...DON'T HAVE KIDS! I can't believe how many people just crap out a litter of brats simply because they've been conditioned since birth to do it.

You know how people say after a certain age you just can't remember what it's like to be young? That's because they have kids. Squirting out a bunch of ungrateful monkeys will make you old WAY before it's time.

I'm 41, very happily married...NO KIDS. I can spend my Sundays sitting on the couch in my underwear if I want, or bang my wife on the kitchen floor at noon (...and I do). No screaming kids, no puke-stained carpets, no crap filled diapers, and no smart-assed teenagers getting knocked up at 14 or telling me what a lousy father I was.

CHILDREN ARE EXTREMELY OVERRATED!
Buck the trend, go against the brain washing! Enjoy YOUR life!
Don't waste it trying to teach an ungrateful little version of yourself how to live theirs.

I actually think I've heard Danny talk about children the same way, on several occasions.

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Today's game plan:

  • Read the A&E cover story about the Blue Scholars in the Seattle P-I today.
  • Read the Stranger's article about the Blue Scholars.
  • Do what I do at work.
  • Go to Mariners vs. Yankees game at Safeco. (Thanks for the hook-up, Wes.) American Idol contestant Blake Lewis will reportedly be singing the national anthem.
  • Go to Blue Scholars CD release party at the Showbox with Wes, Sergio and Katrine.

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Wives Update:

Congratulations to Moos for escaping the multi-floor dungeons of Macy and landing a new job at Riverstone Residential Group, a property management company located in Belltown.

And, in a strange turn of events, Moos has been able to persuade (with the help of a job opportunity) her friend Jenny (henceforth: J.Jo) to move up to Seattle from Texas. Now Moos has no reason to move to Texas, which she has been threatening for months. Thank God J.Jo's making this move. I don't how much longer my increased use of Spanish in the household could distract Moos.

Kudos to Katrine for pushing the limits of hippieness and hitting the halfway point today in her 5-day "cleansing fast." She's been on a strict liquid diet and can only drink water and a potion, which basically looks like cloudy urine. The formula is:

  • Juice of one 1/2 lemon
  • 2 tablespoons of Grade B maple syrup
  • A pinch of cayenne pepper
  • 8 oz of water

Such a diet wouldn't normally lend itself to hippieness, except that it includes honey. Honey is one of the main hippie food groups, which also includes granola, brown rice, organic vegetables, and weed. Yes, Winnie the Pooh's obsession for honey does qualify him as a hippie. And Eeyore is his druglord.

Correction: Katrine tells me the recipe does not include honey. I still think Winnie the Pooh is a hippie regardless.