Listen up, Soldier! Looks like there’s a new game on the radar! Were you a fan of Planetside way back in the day? It looks like there might be an MMOFPS on the way to take the long held crown from Planetside (granted, no game has come along to challenge the crown). Anyway, I’ll let you check it out for yourself. The really good thing about this is the specs are low, and the pricepoint is very attractive — FREE. I worry about how they will get their money, but that is their problem. Anyway, follow the link below to check it out!

Battlefield Heroes!

I love my son very much. Heidi and I decided we would get him a new big boy bed, to help coax him to sleep in his room all night long (he’s starting the nights there, but ending up in our room now). I got home a tad early today, and jumped right into construction.

The box was huge! It’s a metal bed which is nice. I’m not a big fan of wooden furniture. Not when I have to assemble it anyway. We had to move his dresser into his closet since the bed was so frakkin huge! You see, it’s not just a bed. It’s basically a fort with a bed for a roof. Oh, and it has a slide, too. Heidi gets credit for this awesome find, and bonus we found it on sale over the 4th of July weekend. Saved big bucks on it.

So, it’s all built. Rhys is uber happy about it. I’m super jealous of his fort and now thinking about how to make one for me. My back is KILLING me. I swear, if my boss wants me to do a lot of walking tomorrow, then I’ll … uhm… well, I guess I walk around a lot, but ‘ll give him the finger while I’m doin it. :) heh Night night, gang. No coding for Slack tonight.

Here’s the new bed.

Here’s a night vision shot of the inside… Not the best, but it’s surprisingly spacious!

Well, the weekend comes to a close. Hope everyone had a wonderful 4th of July. I spent the weekend trying to get some things taken care of. I’d say I didn’t win that fight, but you should see the other guy. ;)

I spent some time at my mom’s house this weekend, looking at old pictures. Wow, why did you people let me wear long hair in high school!? Sheesh, friends… :) I looked so horrible!!! What the hell was I thinking? I also marveled at how damn skinny and arguably fit I was not just back in high school, but like two years ago! Nothing like old pictures to motivate you to get off your fat ass. At least, I think it’s motivating me. We shall see. Now that I have the smoking thing licked, it’s time to get the diet/fitness thing licked. So, far I am having trouble establishing a beachhead.

So, this next week, I have a plan of attack. You don’t win a war in a week, but you can gain ground. The goal is to gain ground this week. Ok, now it’s time to get some sleep. :)

I stumbled onto this graphic at the Boston Globe. I am very much a proponent of naps. Everytime I take one — as long as I don’t oversleep — I feel great! But, the common workplace is not conducive to napping, and it’s even frowned upon. Yet another vestige of the old school way of thinking. Very much a self sacrificing arena of thought. I wonder when we will come around to doing things instep with our biology…

I swiped this one from Mike:

One sunny day in 2008, an old man approached the White House from across Pennsylvania Avenue, where he’d been sitting on a park bench.

He spoke to the Marine standing guard and said, ‘I would like to go in and meet with President Hillary Clinton.’

The Marine replied, ‘Sir, Mrs. Clinton is not President and doesn’t reside here.’

The old man said, ‘Okay,’ and walked away.

The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, ‘I would like to go in and meet with President Hillary Clinton’.

The Marine again told the man, ‘Sir, as I said yesterday, Mrs. Clinton is not President and doesn’t reside here.’

The man thanked him and again walked away . .

The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same Marine, saying ‘I would like to go in and meet with President Hillary Clinton.’

The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, ‘Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mrs. Clinton. I’ve told you already several times that Mrs. Clinton is not the President and doesn’t reside here. Don’t you understand?’

The old man answered, ‘Oh, I understand you fine; I just love hearing your answer!’

The Marine snapped to attention, saluted and said ‘See you tomorrow, sir’

I just wanted to take a moment to publicly give my thanks to ramen. Yes, ramen. That wonderful Asian staple which has nourished me since my childhood. It’s really quite the perfect food, if you think about it. It can be fancy (if you’ve not fancied up your ramen, you’ve not lived), and it can be simple. It can be a meal or an ingredient. It’s one of the cheapest and most satisfying lunches around.

One thing my town here is severely lacking (on the really long laundry list of Shit This Town Doesn’t Have) is a good ramen shop. I don’t know if this is typical of most towns in the states, but I know this town doesn’t have one. Is it because America hasn’t yet opened it’s eyes to the magic of Ramen? Is it because America doesn’t give two shits about ramen? Are we not yet tired of the vareity of burgers and fries? Ramen can be as good as junk food and better for your body. It’s a great breakfast, a great lunch, and a great dinner! Ramen for the win! So, I’ll close with a haiku about Ramen:

Ramen. The best food.
Must have more ramen, right now.
The States needs ramen!