what to report?
my new job is going very well. I enjoy it!
my little boy is growing rounder every day! he's very cute, although he has been a little quiet the past few days (not much 'talking').
my work macbook pro has been crashing frequently. i suspect either memory or motherboard. but it could be software, so I'm playing with different applications just to be sure.
um, that's it for now. I just wanted to share this great picture that Diana took!
what to report?
So I turned 30 today, and for a change to mark the occasion I had a big party with a whole bunch of friends and family. Firstly, let me just say a HUGE thank you to Diana and her family and my family for their contributions in making this an AWESOME day. I had a great time, and I really enjoyed spending my birthday with so many friends and family, enjoying great food and conversation!
Everyone wanted to see Ryan, of course, and he got handed around as much as possible. He is a really popular kid! And, as I told everyone, he is a big kid too! 7.70kg - which, for his age is in the 94th percentile!!! Should I be disappointed that there are 6% of kids his age who are even bigger than he is?
Anyway, I'm a very happy guy, truly blessed (by God) and grateful for everything. Thanks to everyone for their awesome gifts (both useful and cool!).
Peace out. :)
Happy birthday to me!
Yay, I'm 30 today. Its a pretty big milestone, kinda like 27 and 28. hehe
I won't say anything more unless I'm forced to make a speech and need to keep all my good lines for that. However, I will say that I thank God for these 30 years... and I thank my parents for doing such a great job. Love you guys!
Time for old people to go to bed. Peace out.
I figure since most of today's Western society is pantheistic, and I am a theist, that I can safely post this brilliant 'creed' written by British journalist Steve Turner:
The Atheists Creed
We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.
We believe in sex before during
and after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.
We believe that sodomy's OK
We believe that taboos are taboo.
We believe that everything's getting better
despite evidence to the contrary.
The evidence must be investigated.
You can prove anything with evidence.
We believe there's something in horoscopes,
UFO's and bent spoons;
Jesus was a good man just like Buddha Mohammed and ourselves.
He was a good moral teacher although we think
his good morals were bad.
We believe that all religions are basically the same,
at least the one that we read was.
They all believe in love and goodness.
They only differ on matters of
creation sin heaven hell God and salvation.
We believe that after death comes The Nothing
because when you ask the dead what happens
they say Nothing.
If death is not the end, if the dead have lied,
then it's compulsory heaven for all
excepting perhaps Hitler, Stalin and Genghis Khan.
We believe in Masters and Johnson.
What's selected is average.
What's average is normal.
What's normal is good.
We believe in total disarmament.
We believe there are direct links between
warfare and bloodshed.
Americans should beat their guns into tractors
and the Russians would be sure to follow.
We believe that man is essentially good.
It's only his behaviour that lets him down.
This is the fault of society.
Society is the fault of conditions.
Conditions are the fault of society.
We believe that each man must find the truth that is right for him.
Reality will adapt accordingly.
The universe will readjust. History will alter.
We believe that there is no absolute truth
excepting the truth that there is no absolute truth.
We believe in the rejection of creeds.
"Chance" a post-script
If chance be the Father of all flesh,
disaster is his rainbow in the sky,
and when you hear
State of Emergency!
Sniper Kills Ten!
Troops on Rampage!
Youths go Looting!
Bomb Blasts School!
It is but the sound of man worshiping his maker.
Well, little Ryan is growing up before our eyes.
Today I think he hit his rebellious teens. He has been crying and unsettled. I think I'll pretend it was something Diana ate. haha
So right now he's in his room sleeping to the sweet sounds of a simulated womb, while I sit outside with a headache and a brain that is pulsating to the beat of the same simulated womb.
But its all good, right? The kid is immeasurably cute (I can verify this... I tried measuring it and failed)... and... well, he's a gift from God.
I'm just going to quietly pretend that I'm not turning 30 in 18 days.