Well, well… hump day has
Well, well... hump day has past and the sunshine is abundant. I'm digging the weather. *sigh* If only I was not stuck under the fluorescent hum! In a odd turn of events, my grandmother's home was broken into with her in it... scary. Fortunately, she is ok. We really need to get her a dog. I would be happy to give her my sweet Éclair if she was interested. She's a good watch dog. I'd even pay child support for her hip problems. My only concern is that Éclair has never spent much time around small children (like my cousins that visit grandma regularly) and I would worry about them pissing her off. Kids are absolute idiots when it comes to pets. Dropping them, kicking them, hitting them with stuff, poking their eyes, etc. I firmly believe that if a well natured domestic animal snaps at a child because the child stuck a stick in it's eye, the kid deserves to be bitten. Flame away protective parents! While you're disagreeing, keep a better handle on your child. It's just my $0.02, but parents today are pigeon holed by society's "touchy feely" nauseating nosiness and soft hand in how they should be raised. It's the Woosification of America as put by The Buzz's radio guy. No more dodge ball because it singles out the weaker kids and makes them feel bad. No more marking corrections on a child's report with red ink because it psychologically harms them and breeds low self esteem. No more show and tell because the poor kids are intimidated by the rich kids stuff. Fuck that. This country is going to shit. I remember corporal punishment at school. I remember when a mother could scold her child in a public supermarket without Miss Do-gooder (who probably doesn't have any children) at the end of the aisle calling Child Protective Services. Who wants to raise a child in this society? Not I. How the hell did I get on this rant anyway? Oh, yeah... the dog. So, my grandmother needs a gentle, but protective dog to live with... not so small that it gets under her feet, but aware enough that it won't bowl her over. The burglary thing would have probably been avoided if she had one already. Which, a completely different story, she did until a couple of weeks ago. My mother got her a retired greyhound named Abby. A wonderful animal... perfect for my grandmother. My youngest cousin was over visiting and did something to aggravate the dog. The dog snapped at him. My aunt at that point, told my grandmother that she wouldn't see her grandchildren as long as the dog was around. WTF? Anyway, that hurt her even more than giving the dog to a good home, so she did. Let's not continue because that will fire me up even more when I think about how fucking ridiculous it was to give her an ultimatum like that... unreal. Anyhoo, I've had the mighty gauntlet smacked down upon me by my lovely wife. Effective immediately, I am "encouraged" to only buy camera "stuff" with money made from selling prints or usage of my work. This seriously puts a damper on my plans to save up for a nice birding lens, but I think it is a fair and equitable agreement. My wife is a smart cookie, ya know? I think the word "addiction" actually leaked out when we were talking about my acquisition of tools. Heh. Seriously though, I recently spent some money on a Cokin system for my landscape shots. I really want to get those up to speed. The "Sunrise at the Bend" photo is hanging in our kitchen now... printed up at 20" x 30" on Kodak Endura metallic paper... looks fookin' amazing. I haven't really spent much time in marketing, but apparently this needs to change. So speak up if you are interested in a print of anything I post here. I'm not going to do any pimping for sales on the blog. That's not what this site is about obviously, but I won't turn anyone away either. Just keep in mind that not all photos print at all sizes and if you have a question, just ask. I went to this big meeting this morning on our revised review process at work for annual performance analysis. Crazy! It's better than it has been in previous years, but it's also a lot more complicated. Hopefully, we get the review we deserve from here on out and not the review based on how proficiently you smooched your bosses ass. I believe my new management team is fair and just... they have integrity... something that has been sorely missed at work for a long time. Amen. I think I'm going to grab a bite to eat. Have a good lunch!
Here goes parent #1. :)
1. I don’t let my kids manhandle pets.
2. Kids are curious, no doubt. It’s a parent’s job to teach ‘em not to fuck with living things. Most especially, living things with big, sharp teeth.
3. If all else fails, keep the dog outside or put up somewhere during visits. No need for an ultimatum.
4. If a dog does snap with no molestation, as I’ve seen some dogs do, “ya gotta keep ‘em separated”
5. Dodgeball freakin’ rocks! The dudes from the Buzz wanna start a league, I’m so on that, baby!
6. Defeat is part of life, kids need to learn how to be good winners and good losers.
7. Always try to beat your own personal best, not necessarily trying to beat other people just to bolster an ego.
8. This is a fucking long ass comment.
9. I should really shut the fuck up now.
10. This is kinda fun.
Parent comment #2, DISCIPLINE is key for raising kids. My kid gets along great with dogs and we watch him when he is playing with any animal, even ours. YOU HAVE TO WATCH because whether you choose to believe it or not, EVERY dog is an animal and with it comes animal instincts. So even your dogs will snap in the least expected situations, kids or no kids - I guarantee it. The only 100% well-natured dog is a dead one. And I say that owning one of the most good natured dogs on the planet.
P.S. show and tell is still alive in many Houston schools, so I hear.
I’m sure you already know about this, but you should check out Noah Grey’s site, http://www.noahgrey.com for an idea on how to integrate your site with an area to sell your prints. He does a great job of making it easy to buy prints online. Your shots are awesome and I’d like to see you make some money off of them.
Just food for thought.
Hell, I beat my kids upon waking each morning.
Saves time and trouble on the back end. Sends out a suitable warning, as well.
ahehe.
"Saves time and trouble on the back end.”
Holy crap, where the heck do you beat them then? I always thought the back end was the choice for all sorts of implements (wooden spoons, belts, and spank-happy hands)
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