I was putzing around with Facebook this morning because unlike many of my contacts on there, I really had no photos uploaded. Anyway, here I am, looking through the nearly 1500 photos in my iPhoto library, looking for pictures of me to upload.

You know what I found?

There are less than 20 pictures out of 1500 that I’m in.

I recognize all of the events that are captured, so why am I not included? Oh yeah, I’m the man behind the lense. I’m somehow the family’s designated photographer. It’s OK though, I actually enjoy taking pictures. I’m not quite serious enough to call myself a hobbyist photographer, but I understand the basics of lighting, exposures and shutter speeds – but not enough to want to monkey with any of them manually. I find it more fun to capture interesting lighting and I enjoy framing the shot just so.

But, the side effect of all of this is that I have almost no pictures of me (and about 5-6 of those shots are self-portraits……::sigh::).

OK, if you’ve been following along, I’ve been chatting about my youngest son’s strangeness.

So, I had to work a bit late Friday night and Diane took the kids to the White Trash Feeding Trough…oh sorry, Golden Corral…it’s an all you can eat buffet frequented by folks that really shouldn’t eat all they can eat. I can’t stand the place but my kids love it. Why? Because they have a claw machine that’s easy to win plus they like being in control of what’s on their plate – who cares if the food is sub-standard and a salmonella-fest.

Anyway, apparently there was some guy there doing balloon animals (by the way, how sad is your ?career? of master balloon-animal-dude/clown when the best gig you can get is the freakin’ GC?) and Harrison freaked. He’s 4 so you’d think he’d be OK with this, but the poor little guy was petrified by the balloon animal guy.

This is so priceless…I’m immortalizing all of this stuff that you’d certainly forget by the time they’re teenagers trying to look cool in front of their friends

I’m constantly staggered at the number of people that don’t use email (or use it very badly). Mostly at church….good grief at work when our email server goes down everybody just start milling around with this lost expression on their face because they have no clue how to do their job anymore.

But ya know, I can understand it a little. Maybe you can’t afford a computer? Maybe you’re afraid of technology? Email is not hard though and I’m sure that you can get someone’s soon-to-be-discarded old computer for $0-$40. Presumably you have a phone? And I’m betting that you have a neighbor, friend, nephew that’s just “really good with computers” that can get you going.

OK, those of you that do have email, let me poke at you a bit here…..

1. Please read your email at least once a day. Do you only go check your physical mail box once a week?
2. Please learn what CC and BCC means and please learn the difference between Reply and Reply-To-All
3. Stop sending me chain emails…nobody likes getting them in the real mail, why would I want them in my email?
4. Please learn some basic typography….don’t use ALL CAPS because it’s yelling. Please use the “rich text” features of your email and use bold and italics to emphasis things. And please break up your text into small paragraphs.
5. Please use the spell checker – it’s your friend.
6. Keep it short and to the point.

Okay, I feel better now.