Now I've gone and done it. I finished moving all of our stuff from our old farm this weekend. (OK - I still have one more shed to empty out, but...) In doing so I realized that, other than one car, I no longer own anything of significant value. That's mildly disturbing. Of course, I now have a HUGE balance in my savings account representing the equity (and slight profit :-) ) from the sale of our place but liquid assets just don't seem real somehow. I like being able to put my hands on something and know that it's mine.

Oh well. I keep reminding myself that it's just another step to a better thing.

Right now we're in the middle of moving to a new location, having numerous horses give birth and working at the Rolex-Kentucky Three Day Event so blogging will be light at best. I try to keep my life very simple and being this busy really drains me. I can't imagine families that go-go-go like this all of the time.

I find it somewhat humorous that DrBacchus wrote about Winnie The Pooh this weekend as I was just talking to SWMBO about the same.

Two weeks ago the world was discussing the thought of billboards in space. As if that weren't bad enough, now people (well, college students anyway) are selling their heads to advertisers.

With apologies to Susan Powter, Stop The Insanity!

Wow - I didn't know it was possible to dislike a job so much. I dislike the primary tools I have to work with and I dislike the project that I am working on. I genuinely like about 5 people here, genuinely dislike about the same, and the rest I honestly don't care one way or the other about. (Is that bad of me?) My local company is fairly good to work for but our corporation is a steaming pile. And the corporate IS leadership is comprised of a bunch of control freaks who don't really take time to evaluate whether what they are dictating is the best way to do a given job or not.

I have got to get serious about finding another job.

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[Ed. note -- The preceding rant is atypical of the author in the context of this blog - he rants all the time in person :-) - but we felt it necessary to permit his venting this time in the interest of public safety. Thank you. You may now return to your normally scheduled lives.]

And on the heels of that last post comes this. In an effort to be fair, I'll withhold comment until I see the results. But I'll admit, I fear the worst.

Anyone who knows me knows that I have an ongoing love/hate opinion of The Walt Disney Company. This is primarily because it no longer bears much resemblance to Walt Disney's company. While I realize that any business has to change and evolve in order to survive (or, at least, to avoid stagnation) I thoroughly dislike what Disney has evolved into - a gigantic marketing machine.

I received the second strangest piece of spam that I've ever seen yesterday.

There is news today that Bob Keeshan died this morning at his family home in Vermont at age 76. Keeshan was the original Clarabell The Clown on The Howdy Doody Show but he was much better known to most as Captain Kangaroo.

Well - here it is, December 23, and I've finally gotten into the Christmas mood. The reasons for the delay (it usually hits me about the end of the first week of December) are various, but the primary ones are easy.