Monday, November 22, 2010
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Monday, July 19, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Our dear friend Joy moved away this week. Eight of us got together to make this awesome quilt for her. Each of us picked out are own fabric and sewed the pieces together. Once I got everyone's contribution I sewed them together and put the border together. I love the way it turned out. Joy was so surprised when we gave it to her and had a quilting party to tie the quilt. Thanks everyone!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Matthew & Lindsay: The Early Years
Today from guest bloggers Ethan and Ariana, a running commentary on the video above:
Ethan: Look at those cute babies. They're just like our baby. Except our baby doesn't play with crayons. And they laugh more than our babies do they. (He means don't they.) And our baby is quiet when she swings. And our baby might not like it when we throw blankets on her (he said that with a concerned look on his face). Oh! They like it! Hahaha! I don't think those babies slept lots. Some thinks are the samest and some are different as our baby.
Ariana: I know that I'm not supposed to eat with my fingers.
Ethan: Because you're not a baby. I hope we can go to their home someday. I would really, really like to go to their home someday.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Saturday, July 03, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
TED
If you haven't seen this site yet, you should check it out.
TED is a small nonprofit devoted to Ideas Worth Spreading. It started out (in 1984) as a conference bringing together people from three worlds: Technology, Entertainment, Design. Since then its scope has become ever broader. Along with two annual conferences -- the TED Conference in Long Beach and Palm Springs each spring, and the TEDGlobal conference in Oxford UK each summer -- TED includes the award-winning TEDTalks video site, the Open Translation Project and Open TV Project, the inspiring TEDx program and the annual TED Prize.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Sunday, May 09, 2010
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Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Super American Lawyer
I finished writing Super American Patriot and have moved on the next book in the series, "Super American Lawyer," all about how Uncle Larry, after eradicating terrorism and drug smuggling, takes on his toughest challenge to date, the American legal system. Here's an excerpt:
Chapter 33
A puff of blue smoke rose peacefully past the heavy iron light fixture hanging from the center of Courtroom E. It curled around large glowing round globes and dissipated at the ceiling, an epilogue to the frenzy that preceded it. A terrified mother in her mid-forties sat alone at the witness stand, biting the first knuckle of her clenched fist and sobbing softly to herself.
The judge slouched over the bench with his head down, the handle of his broken gavel still in his right hand, his face obscured from view. He was breathing heavily. A bit of shredded carrot was stuck to the judge's ear.
JELL-O salad was strewn about the courtroom. The gallery was silent. The jury leaned forward, their clothing and faces splattered with pineapple, shredded carrot, and lime green gelatin, mouths now agape--eyes fixed expectantly on the attorney that at that very moment was addressing them.
Several mannequins (now a shade greener and seriously maimed) were strewn about a mock-up of the crime scene directly in front of the jury box. Uncle Larry stood triumphantly where the dining room table had been moments before. His face was blackened and his western-cut suit was in tatters. "And that, ladies and gentlemen of the jury," Uncle Larry boomed, "is how a JELL-O salad...well....do I really have to tell you?! The defense rests!"
The judge suddenly stood, shaking with rage, both arms above his head, his black robes and red face making him appear a banshee ready to descend upon the courtroom. "Case DISMISSED!" he screamed as the gallery erupted in cheers. "Bailiff, take defense counsel into custody, I don't know how he got that past security!" By that time, the noise from the crowd had drowned out the judge and the Bailiff stood stunned as Uncle Larry and his client were carried out on the shoulders of a large group of law students who had come to watch closing arguments.
Buy my book to see what happens next!
Chapter 33
A puff of blue smoke rose peacefully past the heavy iron light fixture hanging from the center of Courtroom E. It curled around large glowing round globes and dissipated at the ceiling, an epilogue to the frenzy that preceded it. A terrified mother in her mid-forties sat alone at the witness stand, biting the first knuckle of her clenched fist and sobbing softly to herself.
The judge slouched over the bench with his head down, the handle of his broken gavel still in his right hand, his face obscured from view. He was breathing heavily. A bit of shredded carrot was stuck to the judge's ear.
JELL-O salad was strewn about the courtroom. The gallery was silent. The jury leaned forward, their clothing and faces splattered with pineapple, shredded carrot, and lime green gelatin, mouths now agape--eyes fixed expectantly on the attorney that at that very moment was addressing them.
Several mannequins (now a shade greener and seriously maimed) were strewn about a mock-up of the crime scene directly in front of the jury box. Uncle Larry stood triumphantly where the dining room table had been moments before. His face was blackened and his western-cut suit was in tatters. "And that, ladies and gentlemen of the jury," Uncle Larry boomed, "is how a JELL-O salad...well....do I really have to tell you?! The defense rests!"
The judge suddenly stood, shaking with rage, both arms above his head, his black robes and red face making him appear a banshee ready to descend upon the courtroom. "Case DISMISSED!" he screamed as the gallery erupted in cheers. "Bailiff, take defense counsel into custody, I don't know how he got that past security!" By that time, the noise from the crowd had drowned out the judge and the Bailiff stood stunned as Uncle Larry and his client were carried out on the shoulders of a large group of law students who had come to watch closing arguments.
Buy my book to see what happens next!
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Saturday, January 09, 2010
Texas
While discussing the BCS championship with my boss this week, I told him how much we enjoyed living in Texas. But now I wonder, was it really Texas that we loved, or was it our friends and the great times we had together as a family?
Reminds me of one of my favorite songs: In My Life
Reminds me of one of my favorite songs: In My Life
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